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FROM    THE    BEST    AUTHORS, 

INTENDED    TO    BE    AN 

APPENDIX 

TO 

DR.  WATTs's    PSALMS  AND    HYMNS  *. 


BY  JOHN  RIPPON,  D.  D. 


Including  the   Names  of  the    'Tunes  adapted 
to  most  of  the   Hymns. 


PHILADELPHIA  I 

PRINTED  BY  JOHN  W.  SCOTT. 

Sold  by  J.  JOHNSON,  No.  147,  Market-street,  and 
R.JOHNSON,  No.  2,  North  third-street, 

1803. 


PREFACE. 

T^HE  Hymns  and  Pfalmsof  that  fweet  Singer 
in  Ifrael,  Dr.  Watts,  have  juftly  obtained 
a  diftinguifhed  reputation  among  different  de- 
nominations of  good  Men,  and  rendered  his  Me- 
mory dear  to  Thoufands.  They  appear  to  me 
better  adapted  to  public  Worfhip  than  any  other 
book  which  I  have  feen,  and  it  wouid  pain  me 
very  much,  to  find  any  one  fufpecting  my  mofl 
cordial  Attachment  to  them,  Unlefs  I  am  very 
much  miftaken,  I  have  often  felt  their  beneficial 
influence  on  my  mind,  and  I  do,  with  the  greateft 
Pleafure,  rank  among  their  warmeft  Admirers. 
OCCASION  OF  THIS  SELECTION. 
But  it  was  never  imagined,  hy  Dr.  Watts,  or, 
any  other  intelligent  Perfon,  that  it  would  be 
for  ever  improper  to  introduce  other  Hymns  in- 
to a  Congregation  where  his  are  ufed.  And  it 
mull  be  acknowledged,  copious  and  excellent  as 
they  are,  that  they  do  not  include  every  Subject 
that  is  needful  for  public  Worfhip  ;  for  it  has  of- 
ten been  very  difficult,  if  not  impofiible,  after 
Sermon,  to  find  a  Pfalm  or  Hymn  quite  fuited 
to  the  difcourfe  which  has  been  delivered.  Hence, 
the  Minifter,  or  Leader  ofthe  Pfalmody,  has 
been  under  the  neceffity  of  taking  a  Hymn,  now 
from  one  author,  and  then  from  another,  and 
many  of  our  fenior  Minifters  have  fometimes 
given  out  a  Compofition  of  their  own.  Thefe 
methods  have  been  edifying  to  the  People,  but 
an  inconvenience  has  attended  them,;  the  People 
have  not  had  the  Hymn  which  has  been  fung, 
and,  To  day  they  have  afked,  Who  was  the 
Author  of  it  ?  and  have  been  told  it  was  one  of 
Dr.  Watts's  Lyric  Poems  ;  a  Month  after,  they 
have  made  a  fimilar  enquiry,  and  have  learned 
that  the  Hymn  was  Dr.  Doddridge's;  the  next 
Time  they  enquired,  they  found  they  had  been 


IV.  Preface, 

comforted,  by  one  of  Prefident  Davies's  of  Ame- 
rica, or  elfe,  by  the  united  Piety  and  Poetry  of 
Theodofia— At  laft,  not  being  able  to  find  all 
thefe  Hymns,  in  any  two,  or  three,  or  ten  Books, 
they  have  afked  another  Queftion,  Why  could 
we  hot  have  fome  of  the  beft  Hymns  in  all  thefe 
Authors  put  together,  and  ufed  with  Dr.  Watts? 
Such  Enquiries  gave  Birth  to  the  prefent  Publi- 
cation. 

INTENTION  OF  THIS  VOLUME. 

This  felc<ftion  was  never  intended,  either  di- 
rectly or  indirectly, to  fet  afide  Dr.  Watts,  in  any 
Congregation  upon  Earth ;  on  the  Contrary,  it 
5s  hoped  that  he  will  be  more  ufed  than  ever. 
And  that  he  may  be  fo,  his  Hymns  and  Pfalms 
keeping  their  former  place,  a  Number  of  Hymns 
has  been  introduced  from  his  Lyric  Poems,  Ser- 
mons, and  Mifcellanies,  into  this  Volume,  not 
only  greater  than  has  yet  appeared  in  any  one 
Collection  of  Hymns  for  public  worlhip  :  but  I 
believe,  exceeding  what  has  been  printed  in  all 
of  them  put  together.  Thefe,  I  flatter  myfelf, 
will  be  highly  acceptable  to  the  real  Friends  of 
Dr.  Watts. 

But  as  Dr.  Watts  has  not  many  whole  Hymni, 
on  the  Characters  of  Chrift — the  Work  of  the 
Spirit — the  Chriftian  Graces  and  Tempers — the 
Parables  c{  the  New  Teftament — the  Ordinance 
of  Baptifm — and  but  few  l'uited  to  AiTociations 
and  General  Meetings  of  Churches  and  Minift- 
ers — Ordinations Church  Meetings — Meet- 
ings of  Prayer — Annual  Sermons  to  young  Peo- 
ple, &c  great  Care  has  been  taken  thur  this 
Book  fhould  be  on  the  one  Hand,  a  good  Supple- 
went,  filling  up,  in  fome  Meafure,  thefe  Deficien- 
cies ;  while  it  is  on  the  other,  an  Appendix*  con- 
taining fome  Hymns  on  the  fame  Subjects,  a3 
may  be  found  in  Dr.  Watts .  thefe  have  been 


Preface.  V. 

felected  that  we  may  not  alvvays  fing  of  the  fame 
Thing  in  the  fame  Words,  hut  enjoy  Variety  in 
the  Work  of  Praife,  which  is  generally  fo  ac- 
ceptable in  the  Duty  of  Prayer. 

When  Dr.  Watts's  Hymns  and  Pfalms  were 
introduced,  there  were  fome  who  found  great 
Fault  with  them,intimatingthattheyhadPfa!ms 
enough  already ;  and  it  may  be  there  are  fome 
well-meaning  Perfons  now,  of  a  fimilar  defcrip- 
tion — to  fuch,  I  take  the  Liberty  of  faying,  that, 
I  think,  it  will  be  very  difficult  to  find  any  wife 
and  good  Man,  who  has  taken  the  Lead  in  public 
Pfalmody,  with  proper  Attention,  for  Seven 
Years,  and  is,  after  fuch  a  Trial,  of  their  Way 
of  thinking.  Too  great  a  Variety  it  fcarcely  to 
be  conceived  of,  and  I  confefs,  my  Fear  is,  not- 
withstanding this  Addition  of  above  Five  Hund- 
red Hymns,  that  after  Sermon  there  will  be 
many  Subjects  fought  for  in  vain,  both  in  this 
Appendix,  as  well  as  in  Dr.  Watts.  To  provide 
for  this  Inconvenience,  as  far  as  pomble,  1  have 
placed  together  a  number  of  fhort  Hymns,  to  be 
fung  after  Sermon.  Thefe  will,  perhaps,  often 
be  helpful,  when  no  one  can  be  found,  exactly 
fuitable  to  the  Difcourfe,  as  they  are  on  very 
general  fubjects,  fuch  as  Praife  for  the  Gofpel — - 
A  Jbleffing  requeued  on  the  Word  preached, 
and  on  many  other  topicks  of  very  common 
concern. 

Some  of  the  beft  Judges  who  have  been  con- 
futed on  this  head,  have  recommended  a  varie- 
ty of  Meafures.  Patrick's  Pfalms,  are  confined, 
I  obferve,  to  three  meafures  :  Dr.  Watts's  Pfalms 
are  thrown  into  nine;  but  fome  of  thefe  Mea- 
fures are  now  fo  much  out  of  Ufe,  that  they 
are  fcarcely  ever  fung.  In  their  room  I  have 
introduced  a  few  others,  perhaps  not  enough 
to  gratify  every  one,  but  I  believe,  moft  of  thofe, 
A  % 


vi.  Preface. 

which  are  known,  and  valued  in  our  difienting 
Congregations  throughout  England. 
ENCOURAGEMENT. 

The  numerous  Minifters  and  other  Brethren 
to  whom  I  have  read  or  fent  my  defign  have, 
one  and  ali,  unanimoufly  encouraged  me  to  go 
forward  ;  and  after  I  had  laid  my  Plan,  and 
collected  great  part  of  my  Materials,  I  was,  more 
than  ever  convinced  that  an  Appendix  to  Dr. 
Watts's  Hymns  and  Pfalms,  was  very  generally 
defired,  from  one  end  of  the  Kingdom  to  the 
other.  For  I  found,  that  feveral  Minifters  in 
very  different  Counties  who  were  unacquaint- 
ed with  each  other's  Intention,  had  actually  be- 
gun a  Work  of  this  kind ;  hut  hearing  that  I 
had  advanced  pretty  far  in  a  Selection,  which 
ihould  be  diitinguifhed  from  others  by  an  order- 
ly Arrangement  of  Subjects,  they  dropped  their 
defign,  and  three  of  them  very  politely  and  vol- 
untarily favored  me  withfuch  Communications, 
as  lay  me  under  very  confiderable  obligations. 
My  grateful  Acknowledgments  attend  thefe  my 
Brethren,  as  well  as  feveral  other  of  my  Friends 
who  have,  in  different  Ways,  generoufly  contrib- 
uted towards  this  compilation. 

MATERIALS  AND  AUTHORS. 

As  this  Book  is  an  Appendix  to  Dr.  Watts,  I 
have  not  felc&ed  from  his  Hymns  and  Pfalms, 
but  I  have  gone  through  more  than  Ninety  prin- 
ted Volumes  of  Hymn  Books,  Hymns,  Pfalms, 
&c.  attentively  perilling  all  the  colle&ions  I  could 
obtain  in  this  Country  and  from  America.  That 
publifhed  about  the  Year  1770,  by  the  Rev. 
Mefirs.  Afh  and  Evans,  is  a  cohesion  indeed. 
I  wiilnotfayali  thehonourableThings  which  my 
Mind  dictates  concerning  it :  But  I  will  fay,  that 
it  is  by  no  mean6  inferior  to  any  Collection  of 
Hymns  that  1  have  ieeu  ;  Yet,  as  Dr.  Watts  is 


Preface.  vii. 

but  feldom  ufed  where  the  Briftol  Collection  is 
introduced,  mine  will  not  be  likely  to  clafh  with 
it.  For  though  its  great  variety  of  fubjects  ren- 
der? this  Selection  more  fit  to  be  ufed  alone,  than 
moft  of  the  Collections  extant,  it  is  defigned  for 
the  ufe  of  thofe  Congregations  in  which  Dr. 
Watts's  Hymns  and  Pfalms  have  ftill  the  prefer- 
ence to  ail  others. 

I  hope  it  will  be  obferved,  that  fome  of  the 
Hymns  which  I  have  chofen,have  been  inferted 
in  the  greater  Part  of  the  belt  Collection? ;  and 
I  judge  it  is  afufficient  Proof  of  their  worth,  that 
they  have  been  efteemed  by  fo  many  good  Men. 
There  are  more  than  Three  Hundred  others,  fome 
of  which  indeed  have  been  printed  before,  but 
none  of  them,  I  think,  have  ever  appeared  in  any 
Collection  for  public  Worfhip  till  now. 

The  Original  Hymns  which  adorn  this  vol- 
ume,and  which  were  never  before  printed,  make 
almoft  one-fourth  Part  of  the  Whole.  For  thefe 
(not  to  mention  here  alt  the  valuable  Perfons, 
whofe  Names  or  Signature  ftand  in  the  Book) 
I  am  indebted  to  the  prefent  Dr.  Stennett,  the 
Rev.  Mr.  Turner  of  Abingdon,  the  S.ev.  Mr. 
Beddome  of  Bourton,  and  the  Rev.  Mr.  Francis 
of  Horfley ;  name? — which  have  been  for  many 
years  Ornaments  of  the  Denomination  to  which 
they  belong, and  which  I  mention  with  the  high- 
eft  perfonal  refpec?c — a  refpect,  in  which  I  am 
joined  by  the  wifeft  and  beft  Men  in  all  our 
Churches.  The  friendly  Communications  of 
thefe  Gentlemen,  have  been  no  inconliderable, 
Acquifition — but  it  is  proper  to  remark  that 
though  this  Volume  is  indebted  to  them,  for  ma- 
ny of  its  Beauties,  they  are  accountable  for  none 
of  the  Blemifb.es,  that  may  appear  in  the  Hymns 
which  do  not  bear  their  names. 

Xnmoft  places,  where  the  names  of  the  Authors 


■vlii.  Preface 

were  known,  they  are  put  at  full  Length ;  but 
the  Hymns  which  are  not  fo  diftinguifhed,  or, 
which  have  only  a  fingle  Letter  prefixed  to  them, 
were,  many  of  them,  compofed,  by  perfens  un- 
known, or  eife  have  undergone  lome  confidera- 
ble  Alterations.  The  Author  of  the  firfl  Hymn 
wifhes  it  fomewhere  to  be  faid,  that  the  leading 
idea  of  it  was  taken  from  Addifon. 

I  trufl  it  will  be  found,  that  the  Hymns  in 
this  Selection  are  truly  Evangelical ;  but  if  any 
fentiment  or  expreffion  has  efcaped  me,  I  fhall 
be  willing  to  correct  it,  whenever  an  Opportuni- 
ty may  offer.  It  would  pain  me  beyond  Expref- 
fion, If  there  were  any  Hymn  in  the  Book,  that 
might  give  juft  Reafon  for  Offence,  to  any  feri- 
ous  mind.  I  hope  no  Line,  nor  even  Syllabic 
will  be  found,  tending  to  make  the  Breaches  be- 
tween good  Men,  wider  than  they  are  already. 
It  has  given  me  no  fmall  Pleafure  to  unite,  as  far 
as  I  could  here  below,  different  Denominations 
t>f  Minifters,  and  Chriftians,  in  the  fame  noble 
work,  which  fhall  for  ever  employ  them  above. 
My  Enquiry  has  not  been,  nvhcfe  Hymns  fhall  I 
choofe,  but  tvhat  Hymns;  and  hence  it  will  be 
feen,  that  Churchmen  and  Diffenters,  Watts  and 
Tate,  Wefriy  and  Toplady,  England  and  Ame- 
rica, fing  Side  by  Side,  and  very  often  join  in  the 
fame  Triumph,  ufing  the  fame  words.  And 
when  Chrift  has  been  the  fubjecl  of  the  Song, 
we  have  been  ready  to  fay, 

Europe  and  AJia  fhall  refound, 
With  Africa,  his  fame  ; 

And  thou,  America,  in  Songs 

Redeeming  Love  proclaim. 

ORDER  OF  THE  VOLUME. 

I  have  aimed,  all  through  the  book,  at  an  cafy 

Method,  a  Scheme  of  which  may  be  feen  in  the 

Page  which  faces  the  firft  hymn.  By  this  means  I 

hope  it  will  be  eafy,  to  find  almoft  any  fubjeft, 


Preface.  ix. 

But  as  no  two  perfons  would  he  likely  to  ar- 
range Five  Hundred  Hymns  alike,  and  as  feme 
Hymns  may  bear  cwo  or  three  Titles  (as  many 
in  Dr.  Watts's  Book  do)  and  therefore  ftand 
■with  Propriety  under  different  heads,  perhaps  it 
may  turn  out,  on  Examination,  that  I  have  not 
placed  all  the  Hymns  where  fome  attentive  Per- 
fons would  have  expected  to  find  them.  Should 
any  of  them  be  found  in  a  lefs  proper  Place  than 
they  might  have  had,  it  will  give  me  pleafure  if 
none  of  them  ftand  in  an  improper  Place.  There 
appeared  to  me  fome  reafon  for  placing  them 
where  they  are :  If  this  fhould  not  appear  to 
others,  I  have  the  confolation  to  reflecT:,  that  the 
intrinfic  Merit  of  the  Hymn  will  not  be  leffen- 
ed  by  its  {landing  in  a  wrong  Leaf,  and  that  if 
the  whole  Book  is  not  reduced  to  aperfecl  Meth- 
od, a  copious  Index  will  be  very  likely  to  make 
Amends  for  all  Deficiencies  of  this  Sort. 
MANNER  OF  SINGING. 

It  were  to  be  wifhed,  fays  Dr.  Watts,  That  we 
might  not  dwell  fo  long  upon  evey  fingle  Note, 
and  produce  the  Syllables  to  fuch  a  tirefome  Ex- 
tent, with  a  conftant  uniformity  of  time  :  which 
difgracesthe  Mufic,  and  puts  the  Congregation 
quite  out  of  breath  in  finging  five  or  fix  Stanzas: 
Whereas  if  the  Method  of  Singing  were  but  re- 
formed to  a  greater  Speed  of  Pronunciation,  we 
might  often  enjoy  the  Pleafure  of  a  longer  Pfalm, 
with  lefs  Expence  of  time  and  Breath  ;  and  our 
Pfalmody  would  be  more  agreeable  to  that  of 
the  ancient  Churches,  more  inteligible  to  others, 
and  more  delightful  to  ourfelves — It  were  to  be 
wifhed  alfo,  that  all  Congregations  and  private 
Families  would  fing  as  they  do  in  foreign  Pro- 
teltant  Countries,  without  reading  line  by  line. 

The    feveral    Minifters     who     preached   a 
courfe  of  Sermons   in  Eajl  Cheap,  dated  1708, 
A3 


X.  Preface. 

1711,  1713  and  1717.  fay  under  the  Duty  of 
Singing,  There  remains  one  Thing  we  are  con- 
cerned to  plead  for,  namely,  a  Practice  which 
has  lately  obtained  in  fome  of  our  Congregations, 
and  that  is  Singing  of  Pf alms  without  Reading.  This 
has  been  matter  of  Scruple  to  fome  People, 
and  to  remove  an  old  Cuftom,  tho.tgh  a  bad 
em,  is  like  removing  the  ancient  Land  Marks, 
&.c.  The  Arguments  which  are  given  in  thefe 
Sermons  for  Singing  without  parcelling  out  the 
Lines,  are  very  convincing — and  I  have  the  plea- 
Cure  to  remark,  thac  this  Practice  is  gaining 
Ground  in  fome  Congregations  of  the  firfl  Note 
in  London,  ac  Briftol,  and  elfewhere — and  it  is 
hoptd  that  it  will  foon  become  pretty  general 
v.  here  it  can  be  conveniently  introduced. 
CONCLUSION. 

I  rm  not  fo  vain  as  to  fuppofe,  that  thefe  Ma- 
terials would  not  have  appeared  to  greater  Ad- 
vantage, i:  they  had  paffed  through  other  Hands, 
but  I  can  fay  with  truth,  I  have  done  my  beffc  : 
And  when  I  have  looked  around,  and  feen  the 
Men  who  were  mod  fitted  for  this  work,  bufi- 
ly  and  honorably  engaged,  in  writing  and  print- 
ing on  fuch  fubjects,  as  the  Spirit  of  the  times 
makes  it  necefury  to  difcufs,orin  preaching  ve- 
ry frequently  (Bleflings  to  the  Churches  over 
which  they  prefide,and  to  the  Villages  all  round 
them) ;  a  Hope  has  been  indulged,  that  it  would 
I'.ot  be  thought  pefumptuous  even  in  a  Junior 
Brother,  were  he  (borrowing  a  Similitude)  to 
walk  abroad  and  gather  up  the  Golden  Ears, 
which  have  long  lain  fcattered  in  the  Fields  of 
Piety  and  Genius,  that  fo  a  Sheaf  of  Gratitude 
might  be  prefented  by  an  affectionate  Pallor,  to 
his  affectionate  People.  J.  R. 

No.  10,  Grange-Road, 
Sonthiuark. 


A  TABLE 

To  find  any  Hymn  by  the  Srfl  Line. 

A  Hymn  and  Page. 

A  Debtor  to  Mercy  alone  223 

A  fulnefs  reiides  150 

A  good  high  Prieft  is  come  190 

Adam  our  Father  and  our  Head  38 

Amicled  Saint  to  Chiift  draw  near  123 

Ah  wretched  fouls  who  ftrive  in  vain  334 

Alas  what  hourly  Dangers  rife  320 

All  hail  incarnate  God  43° 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jefus'  Name  177 

Almighty  Father  gracious  Lord  3  7 

Almighty  Maker  God  345 

Almighty  Maker  of  my  Frame  543 

Am  I  a  Soldier  of  the  Crofs  228 

And  art  thou  with  us  gracious  Lord  124 

And  be  it  fo  that  till  this  hour  230 

And  can  my  Heart  afpire  fo  high  278 

And  did  the  Holy  and  the  Juft  485 

And  have  I  Chrift  no  love  to  thee  252 

And  is  the  Gofpel  Peace  and  Love  166 

Aloud  we  ling  the  wondrous  Grace  258 

And  muft  I  part  with  all  I  have  281 

And  will  the  eternal  King  298 

And  will  the  judge  defcend  572 

And  will  th'  offended  God  again  299 

Angels  roll  the  Rock  away  142 

Another  fix  days'  work  is  done  348 

Arife  my  tendered  Thoughts  arife  42 

Afcend  thy  Throne  almighty  King  370 

As  on  the  Crofs  the  Saviour  hung  80 

As  fhowers  on  Meadows  newly  mown  2©9 

Afham'd  of  Chrift,  my  foul  difdain  280 

Afiift  us  Lord  thy  Name  to  praife  326 

Aftonifh'd  and  diftrefs'd  40 

At  anchor  laid  remote  from  home  212 

Attend  my  car  my  h*art  rejoice  J73 


Xll.  A    TABLE 

Hymn  and  Pagt. 

Attend  ye  Children  of  your  God  470 

Awake  awake  th.e  facred  long'  131 

Awake  my  foul  in  joyful  lays  1 3 

Awake  my  Soul  ftretch  every  nerve  30a 

Awake  our  drowfy  Souls  349 

Awake  our  Souls  and  biefs  his  Name  165 

Away  my  unbelieving  Fear  586 

Awake  fweet  gratitude  and  fing  153 
A  while  remain'd  the  doubtful  ftrife        -    541 
B 

BACKSLIDERS  who  your  mifery  feel  1 76 

Before  thy  throne  eternal  King  434 

Begone  Unbelief  290 

Behold  long  wifiVd  for  Spring  is  come  500 

Behold  the  leprous  Jew  IC2 

Behold  the  Sin  atoning  Lamb  179 

Behold  the  Sons  the  heirs  of  God  229 

Bei'et  with  fnares  on  every  Hand  29" 

BleiVd  be Ihe  tie  that  binds  254 

Biefs'd  Jefus  fource  of  Grace  divine  208 

Biefs'd  is  the  Man  whofe  heart  expands  523 
Bieft  men  who  ftretch  their  willing  hands    291 

Bleffed  are  the  Sons  of  God  94 

B  effed  Redeemer  how  divine  242 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet  blow  57 
C 

CHILDREN  of  the  heavenly  King  240 

Chrift  our  pafibver  is  flain  1 86 

Chrift  the  Lord  is  rifen  to  day  141 

Come  every  pious  Heart  489 

Come  gracious  Spirit  heavenly  Dove  207 

Come  guilty  Souls  and  flee  away  376 

Come  humble  Sinner  in  whofe  Bread  355 

Come  let  me  love  or  is  my  Mind  251 

Come  Lord  and  help  us  to  rejoice  23  2 
Come  Lord  and  warm  each  languid  Heart  5 S3 

Come  fee  on  bloody  Calvary  478 


OF  THE  FIRST  LINES.  Xlli. 

Hytrin  and  -Fage. 

Come  Sinners  faith  the  mighty  God  114 

Come  thou  Fount  of  ev'ry  Bleffing  509 

Come  thou  long,  expected  Jefus  162 

Come  thou  Soul-transforming  Spirit  368 

Come  weary  Souls  with  fin  diftrefs'd  117 

Come  ye  Sinners  poor  and  wretched  i'5 

Come  ye  that  fear  the  Lord  437 

Come  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name  175 

Compar'd  with  Chrift  in  all  befide  204 

Curft  be  the  man  for  ever  curft  52 
D 

DAY  of  judgment  day  of  wonders  577 

Dead  be  my  heart  to  all  below  402 

Dear  friend  of  friendleis  finners  hear  266 

Dear  Lord  and  fhall  thy  fpirit  reft  213 

Dear  Lord  and  will  thy  pardoning  love  446 

Dear  Lord  tho'  bitter  is  the  cup  264 

Dear  refuge  of  my  weary  foul  316 

Dear  Saviour  make  me  wife  to  fee  244 

Dear  Saviour  we  are  thine  81 

Dear  Saviour  when  my  thoughts  recall  272 

Dear  Shepherd  of  thy  people  hear  340 

Deareft  Saviour  help  thy  fervant  365 

Death  with  his  dread  commiffion  feal'd  539 

Deep  are  the  wounds  which  fin  has  made  188 

Deluded  fouls  who  think  to  find  400 

Depraved  minds  on  allies  fed  158 

Defcend  celeftial  Dove  468 

Defcend,  holy  Spirit  the  Dove  214 

Did  Chrift  o'er  finners  weep  367 

Difmifs  us  with  thy  bleffing  Lord  388 

Do  not  I  love  thee  O  my  Lord  425 

Doft  thou  my  profit  feek  540 
E 

EARTH  has  engrofs'd  my  love  too  long  588 

Encompafs'd  with  clouds  of  diftrefs  220 

Enquire  ye  pilgrims  for  the  way  405 


XIV.  A  TABLE 

Hymn  and  Page- 

Enfiav'd  by  fin  and  bound  in  chains  70 

Eternal  God  almighty  caufe  1 

Eternal  God  enthron'd  en  high  524 

Eternal  power  whole  high  abode  26 

Eternal  fource  of  every  joy  508 

Eternal  Spirit  fuurce  of  jight  211 

Eternal  wifdom  thee  we  praife  29 

Eternity  is  juft  at  hand  548 

Exalted  Prince  of  life  we  own  269 
F 

FAIR  Sion's  King  we  fuppliant  bow        417 
Faith  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  blifs  218 

Faith  'tis  a  precious  grace  217 

Father  at  thy  call  I  come  270 

Father  divine  thy  piercing  eye  332 

Father  God  who  feeft  in  me  76 

Father  how  wide  thy  glory  (hints  112 

Father  is  not  thy  proraife  pledg'd  419 

Father  of  all  thy  care  wr  blcfs  335 

Father  of  faithful  Abrarn  hear  422 

Father  of  gloiy  to  thy  name  22 

Father  of  mercies  bow  thine  ear  426 

Father  of  mercies  in  thy  houfe  407 

Father  of  mercies  in  thy  word  46 

Father  of  mercies  fend  thy  grace  257 

Father  whatever  of  earthly  blifs  319 

For  a  feafon  call'd  to  part  515 

Forgivenefs  'tis  a  joyful  found  87 

Frequent  the  day  cf  God  returns  35O 

From  whence  thlfc  tear  and  unbelief  221 

From  winter's  barren  clods  499 
G 

GIVE  glory  to  God  ye  children  of  men  396 

Give  to  the  Father  praife  S()% 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  fpoken  4*8 

Glory  be  to  God  the  Father  59* 

Glory  to  God  on  high  3%7 


OF  THE  FIRST  LINES.  XV. 
Hymn  and  Page 

Glory  to  God  who  reigns  above  185 

Glory  to  the  Father's  name  589 

Glory  to  the  eternal  King  10 

Glory  to  thee  my  God  this  night  496 

Go  teach  the  nations  and  baptize  454 

God  in  the  gofpel  of  his  Son  54 

God  is  a  name  my  foul  adores  23 

God  moves  in  a  myfterious  way  34. 

God  of  eternity  from  thee  544 

God  of  my  life  to  thee  belong  511 

God  with  us  O  glorious  name  174 

Grace 'tis  a  charming  found  in 

Gracious  Lord  incline  thine  ear  296 

Great  author  ef  th'  immortal  mind  24 

Great  Father  of  mankind  406 

Great  former  of  this  various  frame  5 

Great  God  amid  the  darkfome  night  199 

Great  God  my  Maker  and  my  King  18 

Great  God  now  condefcend  336 

Great  God  of  providence  thy  ways  35 

Great  God  of  wonders  all  thy  ways  85 

Great  God  oppreft  with  grief  and  fear  330 

Great  God  the  nations  of  the  earth  420 

Great  God  thy  watchful  care  we  blefs  339 

Great  God  to  thee  my  evening  fong  495 

Great  God  we  in  thy  courts  appear  452 

Great  God  we  fing  that  mighty  hand  510 

Great  God  what  hoffcs  of  angels  ftand  307 

Great  God  where'er  we  pitch  our  tent  333 

Great  leader  of  thine  Ifrael'shofts  317 

Great  Lord  of  all  thy  matchlefs  power  536 

Great  ruler  of  the  earth  and  Ikies  531 

Great  Spirit  of  immortal  love  256 

Guide  nte  O  thou  great  Jehovah  567 
H 

HAIL  Mighty  Jefus  how  divine  77 

Hail  thou  once  defpifed  Jefus  75 

Happy  beyond  defcription  he  227 


XVI.  A  TABLE 

Hymn  and  Page. 

Happy  the  man  who  finds  the  grace  291 

Happy  the  man  whole  cautious  fteps  261 

Hark  for  'tis  God's  own  Son  that  calls  93 

Hark  the  glad  found  the  Saviour  comes  134 

Hark  the  herald  angels  fing  130 

Hark  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy  71 

Hark  'tis  our  heavenly  leader's  voice  328 

He  comes  he  comes  to  judge  the  world  578 

He  dies  the  friend  of  Turners  dies  474 

He  live1!  the  great  Redeemer  lives  152 

Hear  gracious  God  my  humble  moan  308 

Hear  gracious  Sovereign  from  thy  throng  210 

Heaven  has  confirmed  the  great  decree  565 

Here  at  thy  fable  Lord  we  meet  483 

Here  Lord  my  fcui  con  viewed  (lands  50 

Holy  and  reverend  is  the  name  17 

Holy  wonder  heavenly  grace  .347 
Houfe  of  our  God  withcheerfulanthemsringJ33 

How  are  thy  fervants  blefs'd  O  Lord  36 

Hw  charming  is  the  place  341 

How  did  the  powers  of  darknefs  rage  314 
How  f  rm  a  foundation  ye  faints  of  the  Lord  128 

How  free  and  bouiuilefs  is  the  grace  362 

How  great  how  folemn  is  the  work  453 

How  great  how  terrible  that  God  570 

How  happy  are  we  62 

How  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot  300 

How  haft  thou  Lord  from  year  to  year  50a 

How  keen  the  tempter's  malice  is  135 

How  long  fhall  death  the  tyrant  reign  569 

How  long  fhail  earth's  alluring  toys  546 

ILvf  long  thou  faithful  God  fhall  I  364 

How  lovely  Low  divinely  fweet  343 

How  many  years  has  man  been  driven  421 

How  oft  alas,  this  wretched  heart  86 

How  precious  is  the  book  divine  43 

3  low  fhall  1  my  Saviour  fet  forth  151 


OF  THE  FIRST  LIN  F.S.         X  V4T. 

How  fhall  the  fons  of  men  appear  377 
How  foft  the  words  my  Saviour  fpeaks          517 

How  various  and  how  new  547 

Humble  fouls  who  feek  falvation  445 

IASK'D  the  Lord  that  I  might  grow  321 

I  come  the  great  Redeemer  cries  193 

I  my  Ebenezer  raife  512 

I  would  but  cannot  fing  309 

If  fecret  fraud  mould  dwell  283 

Infinite  excellence  is  thine  164 

In  Jordan's  tide  the  Baptift  flands  44a 
In  fongs  of  fubhme  adoration  and  praife       Ho 

In  fweet  exalted  ftrains  338 

In  thee  thou  all  fufficient  God  441 

In  vain  A  poll  us' filver  tongue  360 

In  vain  the  giddy  world  enquires  399 

In  what  confufion  earth  appears  582 

Is  Jefus  mine  I'm  now  prepar'd  378 

Ifrael  in  ancient  days  53 

It  is  the  Lord  enthron'd  in  light  279 

Jefus  and  mall  it  ever  be  45  r 

Jefus  at  thy  command  304 

Jefus  commiffion'd  from,  above  184 

Jefus  full  of  all  companion  295 

Jefus  I  love  thy  charming  name  173 

Jefus  how  precious  is  thy  name  192 

Jefus- 1  fing  thy  matchlefs  grace  172 

Jefus  immutably  the  fame  200 

Jefus  is  our  great falvation  108 

Jefus  let  thy  pitying  eye  313 

Jefus  lover  of  my  foul  305 

Jefus  mighty  King  in  Sion  449 

Jefus  my  all  to  heaven  is  gone  201 

Jefus  my  Lord  how  rich  thy  grace  433 

Jefus  my  love  my  chief  delight  1 7 1 

Jefus  my  Saviour  and  my  God  106 


XVill.  A  TABLE 

Hymn  and  Page. 

Jefus  O  word  divinely  fweet  475 

Jefus  our  fouls  delightiul  choice  219 

Jefus  fince  thou  art  flill  to  day  j  89 

Jefus  the  eternal  Son  of  God  55 

Jefus  the  heavenly  lover  gave  159 

Jefus  the  Lord  our  fouls  adore  167 

Jefus  the  fpnng  of  joys  divine  196 

Jefus  thy  blood  and  righteoufnefs  84 

Jefus  we  claim  thee  for  our  own  178 

Jefus  we  hang  upon  the  word  206 

Jefus  when  faith  with  fixed  eyes  477 
K 

3-T  EEP  filence  all  created  things  9 
iV   Kind  are  the  words  that  Jefus  fpeaks  125 

Kinered  in  Chriil  for  his  dear  fake  514 

King  of  Salem  blefs  my  foul  183 
L 

LET  avarice  from  fhore  to  fhore  45 

Let  others  boaft  their  ancient  line  91 

Let  party  names  no  more  255 

Let  Sion's  watchmen  all  awake  410 

Let  thofe  who  bear  the  Chriftian  name  28a 

Light  of  thofe  whofe  dreary  dwelling  182 

Lo  he  comes  with  clouds  defending  576 

Lo  he  cometh  countlefs  trump- :ts  575 

Look  down  O  Lord  with  pitying  eye  371 

Look  up  ye  Saints  direct  your  eyes  27 

Lord  am  I  thine  entirely  thine  490 

Lord  and  am  I  yet  alive  16 

Lord  at  thy  feet  we  finners  lie  235 

Lord  at  thy  table  I  behold  482 

Lord  didil  thou  die  but  not  for  me  287 

Lord  difmifs  us  with  thy  bleffing  389 

Lord  doft  thou  fhew  a  corner  Hone  163 

Lord  God  omnipotent  to  blefs  382 
Lord  haft  thou  made  me  knew  thy  ways       J05 

Lord  how  large  thy  bounties  are  119 


OF  THE   FIRST  LINES.  XIX. 

Hymn  and  Page. 

Lord  how  fhall  wretched  finners  dare  527 

Lord  I  am  pain'd  but  I  refign  538 

Lord  I  am  vile  what  fhall  I  fay  493 

Lord  I  cannot  let  thee  go  354 

Lord  if  thou  thy  grace  impart  237 

Lord  of  hofts  how  lovely  fair  342 

Lord  mall  we  part  with  gold  for  drofs  401 

Lord  thou  haft  been  thy  children's  God  4 

Lord  thou  with  an  unerring  beam  8 

Lord  thy  pervading  knowledge  ftrikes  28 

Lord  'tis  an  infinite  delight  S55 

Lord  we  come  before  thee  now  363 

Lord  when  I  read  the  traitor's  doom  580 
Lord  when  our  raptur'd  thought  furveys       3a 

Lord  when  we  fee  a  faint  of  thine  553 

Lord  with  a  griev'd  and  aching  heart  236 

Loud  let  the  tuneful  trumpet  found  58 
M 

MAY  the  grace  of  Chriffc  our  Saviour    392 
Methinks  the  laffc  great  day  is  come  571 

Mighty  God  while  angels  blefs  thee  132 

'Mong  all  the  priefls  of  Jewifh  race  191 

Mortals  awake  with  angels  join  129 

Muft  all  the  charms  of  nature  then  520 

JVly  brethren  from  my  heart  belov'd  416 

My  captain  founds  the  alarm  of  war  323 

My  God  affift  me  while  I  raife  203 

My  God  how  cheerful  is  the  found  126 

My  God  the  covenant  of  thy  love  67 

My  God  what  filken  cords  are  thine  216 

My  gracious  Redeemer  I'll  love  253 

My  grateful  tongue  immortal  King  25 

My  rifing  foul  with  ftrong  defires  97 

My  Saviour  let  me  hear  thy  voice  89 

My  forrows  like  a  flood  88 

My  foul  with  joy  attend  103 


XX.  A    TABLE 

Hymn  and  Page. 

My  thoughts  that  often  mount  the  fkies  550 

My  time  of  forrow  and  of  joy  276 
N 

NO  more  dear  Saviour  will  I  boaft  48 1 

No  ftrength  of  nature  can  fuffice  J I 

Not  al!  the  nobles  of  the  earth  95 

Not  by  the  laws  of  innocence  225 

Not  unto  us  but  thee  alone  384 

Now  begin  the  heavenly  theme  69 

Nov/  far  above  thefe  ftarry  fkies  479 

Now  f  rom  the  altar  of  our  hearts  49  7 

Now  let  a  true  ambition  rife  519 

Now  let  our  cheerful  eyes  furvey  j  54 

Now  let  our  drooping  hearts  revive  56(1 

Now  let  our  faith  grow  ftrong  and  raife  4X0 

Now  let  our  hearts  confpire  to  raife  522 

Now  let  our  fouls  on  wings  fubhme  3^3 

Now  let  our  voices  join  23$ 

Now  let  the  feeble  all  be  frrongr  306 

Now  let  us  raife  our  cheerful  ftrains  1 47 

Now  may  the  God  of  peace  and  love  390 

Now  Lord  the  heavenly  feed  isfown  372 

Now  while  the  gofpel-net  is  call  j66 
O 

O'FR  the  gloomy  hills  of  darknefs  428 

O  for  a  clofer  walk  with  God  98 

O  for  a  fweet  infpirinjj-  ray  5&7 

O  God  my  Sun  thy  l>  ii'sful  rays  131 

O  Lord  I  would  delight  in  thee  248 

O  Lord  my  beft  dt-fiics  fulfil  27  7 

O  Lord  my  God  whole  fovertign  love  68 

O  my  diftruftful  heart  64 

O  my  foul  what  means  this  fadnefs  318 

O  that  I  knew  the  fecrtt  place  99 

O  that  the  Lord  indeed  381 

O  the  immenfe  the  amazing  height  503 

O  thou  before  whofe  gracious  throne  4*3 


OF  THE  FIRST  LINES.  XXI. 

Hymn  and  Page. 
O  thou  that  haft  redemption  wrought  327 

O  thou  who  did  ft  thy  glory  leave 
O  what  ftupendous  mercy  fhines 
O  ye  immortal  throng 
Of  all  the  joys  we  mortals  know 
Oft  have  I  turn'd  my  eye  within 
On  Jordan's  ftormy  banks  I  ftand 
On  Sion  his  moft  holy  mount 
On  us  opprefs'd  beneath  thy  ftroke 
On  what  has  now  been  fown 
On  wings  of  faith  mount  up,  &c. 
Once  as  the  Saviour  pafs'd  along 
Our  Father  whofe  eternal  fway 
Our  God  afcends  his  lofty  throne 
Our  heavenly  Father  calls 
Our  Lord  is  rifen  from  the  dead 
Our  Saviour  alone 

P 

PATIENCE  1  O  what  a  grace  divine 
Peace  !  'tis  the  Lord  Jehovah's  hand 
Poor  weak  and  worthlefs  tho'  I  am 
Praife  Father  Son  and  Holy  Ghoit 
Praife  God  from  whom  all  blefiings  flow 
Praife  the  Saviour  all  ye  nations 
Praife  to  our  Shepherd's  gracious  name 
Praife  to  the  Lord  of  boundlefs  might 
Praife  to  the  Lord  who  bows  his  ear 
Praife  to  thy  name  eternal  God 
Prepare  me  gracious  God 
Proclaim  faith  Chrift  my  wondrous  grace 
Proftrace  dear  Jefus  at  thy  feet 
R 

RAISE  thoughtless  {inner  raife  thine  eye    49 
Rejoice  the  Lord  is  King  149 

Religion  is  the  chief  concern  284 

Repent  the  voice  celeftial  cries  267 

Return  my  rovirg  heart  return  329 


XXll.  A  TABLE 

Hymn  and  Page 

Rife  my  foul  and  ffcretch  thy  wings  301 

Rock  of  ages  fhelter  me  1 95 
S 

SALVATIO  N  O  melodious  found  1 1 3 

Salvation  thro'  our  dying  God  109 

Saviour  divine  we  know  thy  name  194 

Saviour  of  men  and  Lord  of  love  1 33 

Saviour  vifit  thy  plantation  427 

Say  fhould  we  fearch  the  globe  around  534 

Say  vvho  is  fhe  that  looks  abroad  403 

Searcher  of  hearts  before  thy  face  268 

See  Felix  cloth'd  with  pomp  and  power  380 

See  gracious  God  before  thy  throne  525 

See  how  rude  winter's  icy  hand  507 

See  how  the  little  toiling  ant  joj 

See  how  the  mounting  fun  494 

See  how  the  willing  converts  trace  45O 

See  Ifrael's  gentle  Shepherd  ftand  337 

See  Lord  thy  willing  fubjecls  bow  139 

Self  deftroy'd  for  help  I  pray  379 

Shall  achiefts  dare  infult  the  crofs  61 

Shall  Jefus  defcend  from  the  fkies  73 

Shepherd  of  Ifraei  bend  thine  ear  409 

Shepherd  of  Ifraei  thou  doft  keep  41 1 

Should  bounteous  nature  kindly  pour  259 

Shout  for  the  bleffed  Jefus  reigns  429 

Since  Jefus  freely  did  appear  51  3 

Sinful  and  blind  and  poor  369 

Sing  to  the  Lord  above  431 

Sinners  O  why  fo  thoughtlefs  grown  581 

Sinners  the  voice  of  God  regard  116 

So  fair  a  face  bedew 'd  with  tears  484 

Sons  wc  art  thro'  God's  election  6$ 

Sovereign  of  all  the  worlds  on  high  92 

Sovereign  of  life  I  own  thy  hand  542 

Sovereign  ruler  of  the  fkies  545 

Sprinkled  with  reconciling  blood  357 


OF  THE  FIRST  LINES.         XX11I. 

Hymn  and  Page. 
Stay  thou  infuked  Spirit  flay  215 

Stern  winter  throws  his  icy  chains  506 

Stretch'd  on  the  crofs  the  Saviour  dies  137 

Sweet  was  the  time  when  firft  I  felt  315 

T 

THAT  God  who  made  the  worlds  on  high  47 
The  Bible  is  juftly  efteem'd 
The  deluge  at  the  Almighty's  call 
The  fountain  of  Chrift 
The  God  of  Abram  praife 
The  God  of  love  will  furc  indulge 
The  great  Redeemer  we  adore 
The  holy  eunuch  when  baptiz'd 
The  icy  chains  that  bound  the  earth 
The  joyful  morn  my  God  is  come 
The  King  of  heaven  his  table  fpreads 
The  Lord  on  mortal  worms  looks  down 
The  Lord  who  rules  the  world's  affairs 
The  Lord  will  happinefs  divine 
The  mighty  frame  of  glorious  grace 
The  mighty  God  will  not  defpife 
The  moment  a  finner  believes 
The  peace  which  God  alone  reveals 
The  righteous  Lord  fupremely  great 
The  Saviour  calls  let  every  ear 
The  fpring  great  God  at  thy  command 
The  wandering  ftar-and  fleeting  wind 
The  wandering  nations  have  beheld 
Thee  Father  we  blefs 
There  is  a  fountain  fiU'd  with  blood 
There's  joy  in  heaven  and  joy  on  earth 
There  is  no  path  to  heavenly  blifs 
Thine  earthly  fabbath  Lord  we  love 
This  God  is  the  God  we  adore 
Thou  art  O  God  a  Spirit  pure 
Thou  dear  Redeemer  dying  Lamb 


XXIV.  A    TABLE 

Hymn  and  Poge. 

Thou  God  of  glorious  majefty  549 

Thou  Lord  my  fafety  thou  my  light  344 

Thou  only  centre  of  my  reft  537 

Thou  only  fovereign  of  my  heart  440 

Thou  very  pafchal  Lamb  180 
Thrice  happy  fouls  who  born  from  heaven  226 

Thro'  all  the  changing  fcenes  of  life  285 

Thro'  all  the  various  fhifting  fcenes  3  3 

Thus  Agur  breath'd  his  warm  defire  26a 

Thus  far  my  God  hath  led  me  on  3  24 

Thus  it  became  the  Prince  of  grace  444 

Thus  was  the  great  Redeemer  plung'd  448 

Thus  we  commemorate  the  day  476 

Thy  life  I  read  my  dearefl  Lord  556 
Thy  mercy  my  God  is  the  theme  ©f  my  fong  1  9 

Thy  names  how  infinite  they  be  6 

Thy  prefence  everlafting  God  516 

Thy  prefence  gracious  God  afford  361 
Thy  fire  and  her  who  brought  thee  forth      48 

Thy  way  O  God  is  in  the  fea  245 

Thy  ways  O  Lord  with  wife  defign  31 

'Tis  a  point  I  long  to  know  250 

'Tis  finifh'd  fo  the  Saviour  cried  72 

'Tis  finifh'd  'tis  done  the  fpirit  is  fled  560 

To  Chrift  the  Lord  let  every  tongue  161 

To  diftant  lands  thy  gofpel  fend  374 
To  Father  Son  and  Holy  Ghoft                93,  397 

To  God  my  Saviour  and  my  King  82 

To  God  the  great  Father  be  praife  393 

To  God  the  univerfal  King  1 

To  Jefus  our  exalted  Lord  487 

To  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name  488 

To  praife  the  ever  bounteous  Lord  504 

To  the  eternal  Three  394 

To  thee  let  my  firft  offerings  rife  491 

To  thee  who  reign'ft  fupreme  above  529 


OF  THE  FIRST  LIXES.         XXV, 

K\wm  and  Page , 
U    . 

UNCLEAN  unclean  and  full  of  fin  289 

Unite  my  roving  thoughts  unite  465 

Unto  thine  altar  Lord  356 

Vital  fpark  of  heavenly  flame  586 
W 

WAIT  O  my  foul  thy  Maker's  will  1 1 

We  blefs  t h'  eternal  fource  of  light  4 1  Z 

What  are  poffe'Don  fame  and  power  398 

What  hath  God  wrought  might  lfrael  fay  535 

What  heavenly  man  or  lovely  God  47  % 

What  is  our  God  of  what  his  name  ao 

What  jarring  natures  dwell  within  41 

What  mean  thefe  jealoufies  and  fears  90 

What  fcenes  of  horror  and  of  dread  559 

What  fhall  the  dying  firmer  do  60 

What  flrange  perplexities  arife  331 

What  various  hindrances  we  meet  2>53 

What  wifdom  majefty  and  grace  59 

Whate'er  to  thee  our  Lord  belongs  455 

When  Abram  full  of  facred  awe  526 

When  Abram's  fervant  to  procure  447 

When  any  turn  from  Zion's  way  439. 

When  at  this  diftance  Lord  we  trace  135 

When  blooming  youth  is  fnatch'd  away  557 

When  by  the  tempter's  wiles  betray 'd  izz- 

When  darknefs  long  has  veiPd  my  mind  241 

When  death  appears  before  my  fight  5545 

When  firft  the  God  of  boundlefs  grace  '  zl 

When  I  the  holy  grave  furvey  143 

When  Jefus  dwelt  in  mortal  clay  435 

When  Ifrael's  grieving  tribes  complain'd  jj  7 

When  lfrael  thro'  th.e  defert  pafs'd  44 

When  O  dear  Saviour  when  fhall  I  351 

When  Paul  was  parted  from  his  friends  414 

When  fhall  thy  lovely  face  be  feen  574 

When  fins  and  fears  prevailing  rife  181 
B 


XXVI.    •  A  TABLE 

Hymn  and  Page. 

When  fome  kind  fliepherd  from  his  fold  79 

When  the  Eternal  bows  the  Ikies  14 
When  thou  my  righteous  Judge  fhall  come  579 

Where  is  my  God  does  he  retire  156 

Where  fhall  we  finners  hide  our  heads  100 

Where  two  or  three  with  fweet  accord  359 

Wherewith  O  Lord  fhall  I  draw  near  83 

While  carnal  men  with  all  their  might  293 

While  my  Redeemer's  near  197 

While  o'er  our  guilty  land  O  Lord  528 

While  on  the  verge  of  life  I  ftand  554 

While  finners  who  prefume  to  bear  375 

Who  fhall  condemn  to  endlefs  flames  63 

Why  O  my  foul  why  weepefl  thou  274 

Why  fhould  a  living  man  complain  312 
Why  fhould  our  meurning  thoughts  delight  568 

Why  flow  thefe  torrents  of  diflrefs  562 

Why  finks  my  weak  defponding  mind  233 

With  heavenly  power  O  Lord  defend  415 

With  humble  heart  and  tongue  521 

With  melting  heart  and  weeping  eyes  294 

With  tears  of  anguifh  I  lament  39 

With  thee  great  God  the  ftores  of  light  492 
Y 

YE  dying  fons  of  men  118 

Ye  glittering  toys  of  earth  adieu  187 

Ye  hearts  with  youthful  vigor  warm  518 

Ye  humble  faints  proclaim  abroad  19 

Ye  humble  fouls  approach  your  God  12 

Ye  humble  fouls  complain  no  more  234 

Ye  humble  fouls  rejoice  260 

Ye  humble  fouls  that  feek  the  Lord  144 

Ye  little  flock  whom  Jefas  feeds  127 

Ye  mourning  faints  whofe  Streaming  tears  558 

Ye  prifonersof  hope  198 

Ye  fcarlet-colour'd  finners  come  121 

Ye  Servants  of  the  Lord  325 


OF  THE  FIRST  LINKS.       XXVI!. 

Hymn  and  Page. 

Ye  fervants  of  your  God  his  fame  7 

Yc  fons  of  men  with  joy  record  3© 

Ye  that  pafs  by  behold  the  man  136 

Ye  trembling  fouls  difmifs  your  fears  288 

Ye  Virgin  fouls  arife  551 

Ye  worlds  of  light  that  roll  fo  near  160 

Ye  wretched  hungry  ftarving  poor  473 

Yes  I  would  love  thee  bieffed  God  247 

Yes  the  Redeemer  rofe  140 

Yes  there  are  joys  that  cannot  die  436 

Yonder  amazing  fight  I  fee  138 

Your  harps  ye  trembling  faints  224 


GENERAL  CONTENTS. 


GOD  from  Hymn     1  to  the  26 

CREATION  &  Providence  27  —     37 
FALL  of  MAN  38  —     4* 

SCRIPTURE,  Properties  of  it  -  43  —  46 
Moral  and  Ceremonial  Law  47  —  53 
Gofpel  54  —     61 

Doctrines  and  Bleffings         62  —  113 
Invitations  and  Promifes     114  —  ij8 
CHRIST,  his  Incarnation  and  Min- 

iftry  129  —  135 

Sufferings  and  Death  136  —  139 

Refurre&ionandAfcenfion  140  —  146 
Exaltation  and  Inter ceffion  147  —  155 
Characters  placed  alphabet- 
ically 156  —  20$ 


XXV111.     GENERAL  CONTENTS. 
SPIRIT,  his  Influences     from  H.  ao6  to    »i* 

Graces  of  the,  placed  alpha. 

betically  ai7  —  293 


CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

294 



3*8 

WORSHIP,  private 

3*9 

— 

33* 

Family- 

333 

— 

337 

Public 

338 

— 

345 

Lord's  Day 

346 

— 

35* 

Before  Prayer 

353 

— 

358 

Before  Sermon 

359 



371 

After  Sermon,  and  Doxolc 

u 

gies 

37^ 

— 

397 

WORLD 

398 

— 

40  a 

CHURCH  defcribed,  formed,  &c 

.403 

— . 

406 

Ordinations.  &c.  &c. 

407 

— 

41a 

Pallors,  Deacons,  People 

413 

— 

42* 

Affociations  of  Churches 

4*3 

— 

431 

Collections  for  poor  Churches  432 

— 

436 

Church  Meetings 

437 

— 

441 

BAP  TISM 

44* 

— 

471 

LORD'S  SUPPER 

472 

— 

490 

TIMES  and  SEASONS 

491 



542- 

TIME  and  ETERNITY 

543 

— 

549 

DEATH  and  the  RESURREC- 

TION 

550 

569 

|UDGMENT 

570 

579 

HELL  and  HEAVEN 

580 

588 

•J—:-  *b-r  +4-  «*■■*■  -l-h 

Note.— It  may  be  proper  to  intimate  to  the 
reader,  thar  in  this  edition  the  533d,  534th,  and 
536th  Hymns  being  inapplicaple  to  this  country, 
have  been  lupprdied,  and  others  in  their  Head 
inferred.  A  few  other  trifling  alterations  have 
been  made,  but  f  hey  have  generally  b«en  i'u<,h  a> 


HYMNS,  &c. 


GOD. 

HYMN  I.     L.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

A  Seng  of  Pralfe  to  God. 
I   r  |  'O  God  the  univerfal  king 

JL     Let  all  mankind  their  tribute  bring; 
All  that  have  breath,  your  voices  raife, 
In  fongs  of  never  ceafing  praife. 
a  The  fpacious  earth  on  which  we  tread, 
And  wider  heavens  ftretch'd  o'er  our  head, 
A  large  and  folemn  temple  frame, 
To  celebrate  its  builder's  fame. 

3  Here  the  bright  fun  that  rules  the  day, 
As  thro'  the  fky  he  makes  his  way, 
To  all  the  world  proclaims  aloud 

The  boundkfs  fov'reignty  of  God. 

4  When  from  his  courts  the  fun  retires, 
And  with  the  day  his  voice  expires, 
The  moon  and  liars  adopt  the  fong, 
And  thro'  the  night  the  praife  prolong. 

5  The  lift'ning  earth  with  rapture  hears 
Th' harmonious  mufic  of  the  fpheres; 
And  all  her  tribes  the  notes  repeat, 
That  God  is  wife,  and  good,  and  great. 

6  But  man  endow'd  with  nobler  pow'rs, 
His  God  in  nobler  firains  adores: 

His  is  the  gift  to  know  the  fong, 
As  well  as  fing  with  tuneful  tongue. 
B2 


2,  3.  THE  BEING  AND 

II    L,  M.    Wtlliams's  Psalms. 
9%  Unity  of  Gen,  Deut.  vi.  4. 
I    "|T  TERN AL  CW/    Almighty  caufe 

pi    auh,and  ft  as,  and  w  orlds  unknown  ; 
Ail  things  are  fubjecl  to  thy  laws  ; 
All  things  depend  on  thee  alone. 
1    Thy  glorious  heing  fingly  ftands, 
Of  ali  within  itfelf  poffeft  ; 
Control'd  by  none  are  thy  commands ; 
Thou  from  thyfelf  alone  art  bleft. 

3  To  thee  alone  ourfelves  we  owe  ; 

Let  heaven  and  earth  due  homage  pay; 

All  ether  gods  we  difavow, 

Deny  their  claims,  renounce  their  fway. 

4  Spread  thy  great  name  thro'  heathen  lands  ; 
Their  idol  deities  dethrone  ; 

Reduce  the  world  to  thy  command  ; 
And  reign,  as  thou  art,  God  alone. 
III.  L.  M. 
The  Spirituality  0/G0D,  John  iv.  24. 
I   nPHOU  art,  O  God!  a  Spirit  pure, 
X     Invifible  to  mortal  eyes  ; 
Th'  immortal  and  the  eternal  king, 
The  great  the  good,  the  only  wife, 
a  Whilft  nature  changes,  and  her  works 
Corrupt,  decay,  diffolve  and  die, 
Thy  effence  pure  no  change  fhall  fee, 
Secure  of  immortality. 

3  Thou  great  invifible  !  what  hand 
Can  draw  thy  image  fpotlefsfair  ? 

To  what  in  heaven,  to  what  on  earth, 
Can  men  th'  immortal  king  compare  ? 

4  Let  flupid  heathens  frame  their  gods 
Of  gold  and  filver,  wood  and  (tone; 
Ours  is  the  God  that  made  the  heavens, 
Jehovah  He,  and  Goi  alone. 

5  My  foul,  thy  pureft  homage  pay, 
In  truth  and  fpirit  him  adore  ; 


PERFECTIONS   OF    GOD.  4 

More  Ihall  this  pleafe  than  facrifice, 
Than  outward  forms,  de  ight  him  more. 

IV    L    IVL  Steele. 
The  Eternity  of  God  and  Man 's  Mortality , 
Pfalm  xc. 
I    T    ORD  thou  hail  been  thy  children's  God, 
A-i  All-powerful,  wife,  and  good,  and  juft, 
In  every  age  their  fafe  abode, 
Their  hope,  their  refuge,  and  their  truft. 
%  Before  thy  word  gave  nature  birth, 
Or  fpread  the  ftarry  heavens  abroad, 
Or  form'd  the  varied  face  of  earth, 
From  everlafting  thou  art  God. 

3  Great  father  of  eternity, 

How  fhort  are  ages  in  thy  fight ' 
A  theufand  years  how  fwift  they  fly 
Like  one  fhort  filent  watch  of  night ! 

4  Uncertain  life,  how  foon  it  flies! 
Dream  of  an  hour,  how  fhort  our  bloom  ! 
Like  fpring's  gay  verdure  now  we  rife, 
Cut  down  ere  night  to  fill  the  tomb. 

5  Teach  us  to  count  our  fhort'ning  days, 
And  with  true  diligence  apply 

Our  hearts  to  wifdom's  facred  ways, 
That  we  may  learn  to  live  and  die. 

6  O  make  our  1  acred  pleafures  rife 
In  fweet  proportion  to  our  pains, 
'Till  e'en  the  fad  remembrance  dies, 
Nor  one  uneafy  thought  complains. 

7  [Let  thy  Almighty  work  appear 
With  power  and  evidence  divine  ; 
And  may  the  blifs  thy  fervacts  fhare. 
Continued  to  thy  children  fhine  ! 

8  Thy  glorious  image  fair  impreft, 
Let  all  our  hearts  and  lives  declare  ; 
Beneath  thy  kind  protection  bleft, 
May  all  our  labours  own  thy  care !] 


5,  6.  THE    BEING    AND 

V.    L.   M.    Dr.  Doddridgf. 
The  Im mutability  of  God,  and  the  Mutability  of  the 

Creation,  Pfalm  cii.  25 — 28. 
I   /^*  RE\1  former  of  this  various  frame, 

VJT   Our  fouls  adore  thine  awful  name  ; 

And  bow  a«d  tremble  while  they  praife 

The  aacient  of  eteraal  days. 
1  Thou,  Lord, with  unfurpris'd  furvey 

Saw'ft  nature  rifingyefterday  ; 

And  as  to-morrow,  fhall  thine  eye 

See  earth  and  liars  in  ruin  lie. 

3  Beyond  an  angel's  vifion  bright, 
Thou  dwell'*!  in  feif-exiftent  light; 
Which  fhines  with  undiminifh  dray, 
While  funs  and  worlds  in  l'moke  decay. 

4  Oar  days  a  tranfient  period  run, 
And  change  with  ev'ry  circling  fun  ; 
And  in  the  firmed  ftate  we  boaft, 

A  moth  can  crufh  us  into  duft. 

5  But  let  the  creatures  fall  around  : 
Let  death  confign  us  to  the  ground  : 
Let  the  laft  general  flame  arife, 
And  melt  the  arches  of  the  Ikies; 

6  Calm  as  the  funs mer's  ocean,  we 
Can  all  the  wreck  of  nature  fee 
While  grace  fecures  us  an  abode, 
Unfhaken  as  the  throne  ciGcd. 

VI.    C.  M.    Dr.   Watts's    Lyric   Poems, 

The  Infinite. 
t   r"j~H'Y  names,  how  infinite  they  be  ! 
X.     Great  Everlafting  one  ! 
Bounditfs  thy  might  and  majefry, 
nnd  unconfin'd  thy  throne, 
a  Thy  glories  fhine  of  wondrous  fize, 
And  wondrous  large  thy  grace ; 
Immortal  day  breaks  from  thine  eyes, 
•V.id  Qabrhi  Veils  his  face. 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD.  7. 

3  Thine  effence  is  a  vafl  abyfs, 

Which  angels  cannot  found, 
An  ocean  of  infinites 

Where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd. 

4  The  myfteries  of  creation  lie 

Beneath,  enlighten'd  minds ; 
Thoughts  can  afcend  above  the  fky, 
And  fly  before  the  winds. 

5  Reafon  may  grafp  the  maffy  hills, 

And  flretch  from  pole  to  pole, 
But  half  thy  name  our  fpirit  fills, 
And  overloads  our  foul. 

6  In  vain  our  haughty  reafon  fwells, 

For  nothing's  found  in  thee 
But  boundlefs  inconceivables, 
And  vafi  eternity. 

VII,  L.  M*  Merrick's  Psalms. 
Omnipotence  ;    or,  the  Potver  and  Providence  of 
God,  Pfalm  cxsxv. 
I   "\7"S  fervantsof  your  God,  his  fame 

JL     In  fongs  of  higheft  praife  proclaim  : 
Ye  who,  on  his  commands  intent, 
The  courts  of  Ifrael's  Lord  frequent. 
1  Him  praife  the  everlafting  king, 
And  mercy's  unexhaufted  fpring, 
Hafte,  to  his  name  your  voices  rear; 
What  name  like  his  the  heart  can  cheer  ? 

3  Thy  greatnefs,  Lord,  my  thoughts  atteft, 
With  awful  gratitude  imprefs'd 

Nor  know  among  the  feats  divine, 

A  power  that  fhall  contend  with  thine ; 

4  O  thou,  whofe  all-difpofing  fway, 
The  heavens,  the  earth,  and  feas  obey  ; 
Whofe  might  through  all  extent  extendi, 
Sinks  through  all  depth,all  height  tranfcends 

5  From  earth's  low  margin  to  the  fkies, 
Now  bids  the  pregnant  vapours  rife, 

E  3 


8.  •  THE  BEING  AND 

The  lightning's  pallid  fheet  expands, 
And  glads  with  fhow'rs  the  furrow'd  lands 

6  Now  from  the  ftorehoufe  built  on  high, 
Permits  the  imprifon'd  winds  to  fly, 
And  guided  by  thy  will,  to  fweep 
The  furface  of  the  foaming  deep. 

7  Him  praife,  the  everlailing  king, 
And  mercy's  unexhaufted  fpring: 
Hafte  to  his  Bame  your  voices  rear; 
What  name  like  his  the  heart  can  cheer  ? 

VIII.    C.    M.    B^ACKLOCK. 
The  Omniprefence  and  Omnifcience  of  God. 
Pfalm  cxxxix, 
I   T    ORD,  thou  with  an  unerring  beam 
.1  i   Surveyed  all  my  powers; 
My  rifing  fteps  are  watch'd  by  thee, 
By  thee,  my  refting  hours 
1  My  thoughts  fcarce  flruggling  into  birth, 
Great  God  are  known  to  thee  : 
Abroad,  at  home,  ftill  I'm  inclos'd 
With  thine  immenfity, 

3  To  thee  the  labyrinths  of  life 

In  open  view  appear  ; 
Nor  fteals  a  whifper  from  my  lips 
Without  thy  liftening  ear. 

4  Behind  I  glance,  and  thou  art  there  : 

Before  me  fhines  thy  name  ; 
And  'tis  thy  ftrong  almighty  hand 
Suftains  my  tender  frame. 

5  Such  knowledge  mocks  the  vain  effays 

Of  my  aftonifn'd  mind  : 
Nor  can  my  reafon's  foaring  eye 
Its  towering  fummit  find. 
pausk. 

6  Where  from  thy  Spirit  fhall  I  ftretch 

The  pinions  of  my  flight  ? 
Or  where,  thro'  Nature's  fpacious  range, 
Shall  I  elude  thy  fight  ? 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD.  £ 

7  Scal'd  I  the  Ikies ;  the  blaze  divine 

Would  overwhelm  my  foul ; 
Plung'd  I  to  hell ;  there  fhouid  I  hear 
Thine  awful  thunder  roll. 

8  If  on  a  morning's  darting  ray 

With  match lefs  fpeed  I  rode, 

And  flew  to  the  wild  lonely  fhore, 

That  bounds  the  ocean's  flood  ; 

9  Thither  thine  hand,  all-prefent  God3 

Muft  guide  the  wcnd'rous  way, 
And  thine  omnipotence  fupport 
The  fabric  of  my  clay. 

10  Should  I  involve  myfelf  around 

With  clouds  of  tenfold  night, 
The  clouds  would  fhine  like  blazing  noon 
Before  thy  piercing  fight. 

11  "  The  beams  of  noon,  the  midnight  hour, 

"  Are  both  alike  to  thee  : 
"  O  may  I  ne'er  provoke  that  power 
"  From  which  I  cannot  flee  !" 

IX.  C.  M.  Dr.  Watts's  Lyme  Poems. 

Divine  Sovereignty  ;  or,  God's  Dominion  and 
Decrees. 
I   XT  EEP  filence  all  created  things, 
JHk.   And  wait  your  maker's  nod  : 
My  foul  ftands  trembling  while  fhe  fings 
The  honors  of  her  God. 
1  Life,  death,  and  hell,  and  worlds  unknown 
Hang  on  his  firm  decree : 
He  fits  on  no  precarious  throne, 
Nor  borrows  leave  to  be. 

3  Chain'dto  his  throne,  a  volume  lies, 

With  all  the  fates  of  men, 
With  every  angel's  form  and  fize, 
Drawn  by  th*  eternal  pen. 

4  His  providence  unfolds  the  book, 

And  makes  his  council  fhine; 


10.  THE  BEING  AND 

Each  opening  leaf,  and  ev'ry  ftrofce 
Fulfils  fome  deep  defign. 

5  Here,  he  exalts  neglected  worms 

To  fceptres  and  a  crown  ; 
And  there,  the  following  page  he  turns ; 
And  treads  the  monarch  down. 

6  Not  Gabriel  alks  the  reafon  why, 

Nor  God  the  reafon  gives; 

Nor  dares  the  favorite  angel  pry 

Between  the  folded  leaves. 

7  My  God,  I  would  not  long  to  fee 

My  fate  with  curious  eyes, 
What  gloomy  lines  are  writ  for  me, 
Or  what;  bright  fcenes  may  rife. 
%  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  and  grace, 
O  may  I  find  my  name, 
Recorded  in  fome  humble  place, 
Beneath  my  Lord  the  Lamb  ! 
X.     Sevens.      B    Francts. 
The  Majejly  of  GoD. 

1  /^  LORY  to  th'  eternal  king, 
VJT    Clad  in  Majefty  fupreme  ! 
Let  all  heaven  his  praifes  fing, 
Let  all  worlds  his  power  proclaim, 

2  Through  eternity  he  reigns 

In  unbounded  realms  of  light ; 
He  the  univerfe  fuftains, 
As  an  atom  in  his  fight. 

3  Suns  on  funs  thro'  boundlefs  fpace 
With  their  fyftems  move  or  ftand  ; 
Or  to  occupy  their  place, 

New  orbs  r:fe  at  his  command. 

4  Kingdoms  flourifh,  empires  fall, 
Nations  live  and  nations  die, 

A.11  forms  nothing,  nothing  all— 
At  the  movement  of  his  eye. 

5  O  let  my  tranfported  foul 
Ever  on  his  glories  gaze, 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GCD.    11,  12. 
Ever  yield  to  his  controul, 
Ever  found  his  lofty  praife  ! 

XI.     L.  M.     Eeddomf. 
The  WlfJjm  of  Goo. 

1  T  T  J  AITj  O  my  foul,  thy  Maker's  will, 

V  V      Tumultuous  paffions,  all  be  ftili ' 
Nor  let  a  murmuring  thought  arifc  ; 
His  ways  are  juft,  his  councils  wife. 

2  He  in  the  thickeft  darknefs  dwells, 
Performs  his  work,  the  caufe  conceals 
But  tho'  his  methods  are  unknown, 
Judgment  and  truth  fupport  his  throne. 

2  la  heaven  and  earth,  and  air,  and  feas, 

He  executes  his  firm  decrees; 

And  by  his  faints  it  ftands  confefr, 

That  what  he  does  is  ever  beil. 
4  Wait  then,  my  foul,  fubmiffive  wait, 

Proftrate  before  his  awful  feat ; 

And  'midil  the  terrors  of  his  rod 

Trull  in  a  wife  and  gracious  God. 

XII-     C.  M.     Steels. 
The  Goo  J  fiefs  of  Gov,  Nahum  i.  7. 

1  "\7"E  humble  fouls  approach  year  God 

X       With  fongs  of  facred  praife, 
For  he  is  good,  immenfely  good, 
And  kind  are  all  his  ways. 

2  All  nature  owns  his  guardian  care, 

In  him  we  live  and  move  ; 
But  nobler  benefits  declare 
The  wonders  of  his  love. 

3  He  gave  his  fon^,  his  oniy  fon, 

To  ranfoni  rebel  worms; 
'Tis  here  he  makes  his  goodnefs  kncnva 
■In  its  diviner  forms, 

4  To  this  dear  refuge,  £c#aTwe,cqme, 

'Tis  here  our  hope  relies; 


13.  THE  BE1NTG  AND 

A  fafe  defence,  a  peaceful  horre, 
When  ftorms  of  trouble  rife. 

5  Thine  eye  beholds,  with  kind  regard, 

The  fouls  who  truft  in  thee  ; 
Their  humble  hope  thou  wilt  reward, 
With  blifs  divinely  free. 

6  Great  C-0d,  to  thy  Almighty  love, 

What  honours  fliall  we  raife  ; 
Not  all  the  raptur'd  fongs  above, 
Can  render  equal  praife. 
XIII.     L.  M. 
*2be  Loving-kindnefs  of  the  LORD,  Ifa.  Ixiii.  J, 
i      \    WAKE,  my  foul,  in  joyful  lays, 

JTX.   And  fing  thy  great  Redeemer's  praife  ; 
He  jufhly  claims  a  fong  from  me, 
His  loving-kindnefs  O  how  free  ! 
■2  He  favv  me  ruin'd  in  the  fall, 
Yet  lov'd  me  notwithstanding  all ; 
He  fav'd  me  from  my  loft  eftate, 
His  loving-kindnefs  O  how  great ! 

3  Tho'  numerous  hofhs  of  mighty  foes, 
Tho'  earth,  and  hell  my  way  oppofe, 
He  fafely  leads  my  foul  along, 

His  loving-kindnefs  O  how  ftrong! 

4  When  trouble  like  a  gloomy  cloud, 
Has  gather'd  thick,  and  thunder'd  loud, 
He  near  my  foul  has  always  flood, 

His  loving-kindnefs  O  how  good  [ 

5  Often  I  feel  my  finful  heart, 
Prone  from  my  "Jefus  to  depart; 
But  tho'  I  have  him  oft  forgot, 
His  loving-kindnefs  changes  not. 

6  Soon  fhall  I  pafs  the  gloomy  vale, 
Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  muft  fail; 
O!  may  my  lafk  expiring  breath 

His  loving-kindnefs  fing  in  death  ! 

7  Then  let  me  mount  and  foar  away 
To  the  bright  world  of  endlef*  day, 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD    14,  15. 

And  fing  with  rapture  and  furprife 
His  loving-kindnefs  in  the  Ikies. 
XIV.     C.  M.    Dr.  Watts's  Lyric  Poems. 
The  Grace  of  God  ;  or,  Divine  Condefcenfion, 

1  TT  "''HEN  the  Eternal  bows  the  ikies, 

VV       To  vifit  earthly  things, 
With  fcorn  divine  he  turns  his  eyes 
From  tow'rs  of  haughty  kings  ; 

2  He  bids  his  awful  chariot  roll 

Far  downward  from  the  fkies, 
To  vifit  ev'ry  humble  foul, 
With  pleafure  in  his  eyes, 

3  Why  fhould  the  Lord  that  reigns  above 

Difdain  fo  lofty  kings  ! 
Say,  Lord,  and  why  fuch  looks  of  love 
Upon  fuch  worthlefs  things  ? 

4  Mortals,  be  dumb ;  what  creature  dares 

Difpute  his  awful  will  ? 
Afk  no  account  of  his  affairs, 
But  tremble  and  be  ftilJ. 
J  Juft  like  his  nature  is  his  grace, 
And  fov'reign,  and  all  free; 
Great  God,ho-w  fearchiefsare  thy  ways; 
How  deep  thy  judgments  be ! 

XV.     Elevens.     S . 

The  mercy  o/God,  Pfalm  lxxxix.    I. 
I   rTnHYmercy,myGo^,isthethemeofmyfor:g, 
X    The  joy  of  my  heart,  and  the  boait  cf  my 
tongue; 
Thy  free  grace  alone,  from  the  firft  to  the  hVt, 
Hath  won  my  ?.ffedions,andboundmy  foul  faft, 
■a  Without  thy  fweet  mercy  I  could  not  live  here. 
Sin  foon  would  reduce  me  to  utter  defpair  ; 
But  thro'  thy  free  goodnefs,  my  fpirits  revive. 
And  he  that  firft  made  me,  ftill  keeps  me  alive. 
3  Thy  mercy  is  more  than  a  match  for  my  hearty 
Which  wonderstofeel  its  own  hardnefs  depart, 


16.  THE  BEING  AND 

Diffolv'd  by  thy  goodnefs,  I  fall  to  the  ground, 
And  weep  to  the  praife  of  the  mercy  I  found. 

4  The  door  of  thy  mercy  ftands  open  all  day 
To  th*  poor  and  the  needy  who  knock  by  the 

way ; 
No  finner  fhall  ever  be  empty  fent  back, 
Who  comes  fceking  mercy  for  Jefus's  fake. 

5  Thy  merey  in  Jcfus  exempts  me  from  hell; 
Its  glories  I'll  fing,  and  its  wonders  I'll  tell : 
Twas  Jefus  my  friend,  when  he  hung  on  the 

tree, 
Who  open'd  the  channel  of  mercy  for  me. 

6  Great  father  of  mercies,  thy  goodnefs  I  own, 
And  the  covenant  love  of  thy  crucify'd  fon  ; 
All  praife  to  the  Spirit,  whofe  whifper  divine, 
Seals  mercy  and  pardon  &righteouihefs  mine. 

XVI.     Sevens. 
YJ)e  Long-fuffering ;  or,  Patience  if  GoD. 
i    T    ORD,  and  am  I  yet  alive, 

X  A   Not  in  torments,  not  in  hell  ! 

StiJi  doth  thy  good  Spirit  ftrive  ! 

With  the  chief  of  finners  dwell ! 

Tell  it,  unto  finners  tell, 

I  am,  I  am  out  of  heii ! 
z  Yes, -I  fUll  lift  up  mine  eyes. 

Wi'll  not  of  thy  love  defpair  ; 

Still  in  fpite  of  fin  I  rife, 

Still  I  bow  to  thee  in  prayer.       Tell  it,  &c, 

3  O  the  length  and  breadth  of  love  ! 
jefxs,  Saviour,  can  it  be  ? 

Ail  thy  mercies  height  I  prove, 

All  the  depth  is  feen  in  me.  Tell  it,  &e. 

4  See  a  bum  that  burns  with  fire 
Unconfum'd  amid  the  flame  ! 
Turn  aiide  the  fight  t'  admire, 

I  the  living  wonder  am.  Tell  it,  &€. 

5  See  a  ft  one,  that  hangs  in  air ! 
See  a  fpark  in  ocean  live  ! 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD.    17,  18. 
Kept  alive  with  death  fo  near, 
I  to  God  the  glory  give, 
Ever  tell — to  finners  tell, 
I  am,  I  am  out  of  hell. 

XVII.    C.  M. 
The  Holinefs  of  Gon,  Ifaiah  via.  15, 
I   TTOLY  and  reverend  is  the  name 
JlX  Of  our  eternal  King ; 
Thrice  holy  Lord !  the  angels  cry, 
Thrice  holy,  let  us  fir.g. 
S  Heaven's  brighteft  lamps  with  him  cempar'd, 
How  mean  they  lopk,  and  dim  ! 
The  faireit  angels  have  their  fpots, 
When  once  compar'd  with  him. 

3  Holy  is  he  in  all  his  works, 

And  truth  is  his  delight  ; 
But  finners  and  their  wicked  ways 
Shall  perifh  from  his  fight. 

4  The  deepeft  reverence  cf  the  mind, 

Pay,  O  my  foul  to  God ; 
Lift  with  thy  hands  a  holy  heart 
To  his  fublime  abode. 

5  With  facred  awe  pronounce  his  name 

Whom  words  nor  thoughts  can  reach  *, 
A  broken  heart  fhall  pleafe  him  more 
Than  the  beft  forms  of  fpeech. 

6  Thou  holy  God  !   preferve  my  foul 

From  all  pollution  free; 
The  pure  in  heart  are  thy  delight, 
And  they  thy  face  fnail  fee. 

XVIII.     L,  M.     Eeddomc. 
The  ji'Jtice  and  Gocdr.efs  c/God. 
1    /~1  REAT  God,  my  maker,  and  my  king, 
VJ  of  thee  I'll  fpeak,  of  thee  I'll  fing : "" 
All  thou  haft  done,  and  s.ii  thou  doft 
Declare  thee  good,  proclaim  thee  ji.fi. : 


19.  THE  BEING  AND 

a   Thy  ancient  thoughts,  and  firm  decrees, 
Thy  threat'nings  and  thy  promifes, 
The  joys  of  heaven,  the  pains  of  hell, 
What  angels  tafte,  what  devils  feel. 

3  Thy  terrors,  and  thine  acts  of  grace, 
Thy  threat'ning  rod  and  fmiling  face, 
Thy  wounding,  and  thy  healing  word, 
A  world  undone,  a  world  reflor'd : 

4  While  thefe  excite  my  fear  and  joy  ; 
While  thefe  my  tuneful  lips  employ ; 
Accept,  O  Lord,  the  humble  fong, 
The  tribute  of  a  trembling  tongue. 

XIX.  L.  M.  N. . 

Truth  and  Faithful nefs  of  God,  Num.xxiii.  19. 
1    ~V7"E  humble  faints,  proclaim  abroad 
X     The  honours  of  a  faithful  God, 

How  juft  and  true  are  all  his  ways, 

How  much  above  your  higheft  praife! 
a  The  words  his  facred  lips  declare 

Of  his  own  mind  the  image  bear; 

V.  hat  fhould  him  tempt  from  frailty  free, 

Blefl  in  his  felf-fufficiency  ? 

3  He  will  not  his  great  felf  deny : 
A  God  all  truth  can  never  lie  : 
As  well  might  he  his  being  quit 
As  break  his  oath,  or  word  forget." 

4  Let  frighten'd  rivers  change  their  courje, 
Or  backward  haften  to  their  fburce; 
Swift  through  the  air  let  rocks  behurl'd 
And  mountains  like  the  chaff  be  whirl'd 

5  Let  fun  and  ftars  forget  to  rife, 
Or  quit  their  flations  in  the  fkies  ; 
Let  heaven  and  earth  both  pafs  away, 
Eternal  truth  fhall  ne'er  decay. 

6  True  to  his  word,  God  gave  his  Son, 

To  die  for  crimes  which  men  had  done  ; 
Bleft  pledge  !  he  never  will  revoke 
A  fingle  promife  he  has  fpoke. 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD.    20,  21. 
XX.     L.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Lyric  Poems. 

God  Supreme  and  Self-fuffcient. 
I   TT THAT  is  our  God,  or  whath  is  name, 
VV     Nor  men  can  learn,  nor  angels  teach  ; 
He  dwells  conceal'd  in  radiant  flame, 
Where  neither  eyes  nor  thought  can  reach. 
%  The  fpacious  world's  of  heav'uly  light, 
Compar'd  with  him,  how  ihort  they  fall ! 
They  are  too  dark,  and  he  too  bright, 
Nothing  are  they,  and  God  is  all. 

3  He  fpoke  the  wondrous  word,  and  lo, 
Ci'eation  rofe  at  his  command  : 
Whirlwinds  and  feas  their  limits  know, 
Bound  in  the  hollow  of  his  hand. 

4  There  refts  the  earth,  there  roll  thefpheres, 
There  nature  leans,  and  feels  her  prop  ; 
But  his  own  felf-fufficient  bears 

The  weight  of  his  own  glories  up. 

5  The  tide  of  creatures  ebbs  and  flows, 
Meafuring  their  changes  by  the  moon  : 
No  ebb  his  fea  of  glory  knows ; 

His  age  is  one  eternal  noon. 

6  Then  fly,  my  fongs,  an  endiefs  round, 
The  lofty  tune  let^  Gabriel  raife  ; 

All  nature  dwell  upon  the  found, 
But  we  can  ne'er  fulfil  the  praife. 

XXI.     CM.     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 
Mercy  and   Truth  met  together  ;   or,  the  Harmony 

of  the  Divine  Perfections,  Pfalm  lxxxv.  IO. 
I   "i  Y  THEN  firit  the  God  of  boundlefs  grace 
VV       Difclos'd  his  kind  defign, 
To  refcue  our  apoflate  race 
From  mis'ry  fhame  and  fin  ; 
a  Quick,  through  the  realms  of  light  and  blifs, 
The  joyful  tidings  ran  ; 
Each  heart  exulted  at  the  news, 
That  Ged  would  dwell  with  man, 


22.  THE  BEING  AND 

3  Yet  'midft  their  joys  they  paus'd  a  while, 

And  aflc'd  with  ftrange  furprife, 
"  Eut  how  can  injur'd  juftice  fmile, 
"  Or  look  with  pitying  eyes  ? 

4  ["  Will  the  Almighty  deign  again 

"  To  vifit  yonder  world ; 
"  And  hither  bring  rebellious  men, 
"  Whence  rebels  once  were  hurl'd  ? 

5  <;  Their  tears,  and  groans,  and  deep  diflrefs 

"  Aloud  for  mercy  call  ; 
"  But  ah  !  mud  truth  and  righteoufnefs 
"  To  mercy  victims  fall  ?" 

6  So  fpake  the  friends  of  God  and  man, 

Delighted,  yet  furpris'd ; 
Eager  to  know  the  wond'nms  plan, 
1  hat  wifdom  had  devis'd.] 

7  The  fon  of  God  attentive  heard, 

And  quickly  thus  reply'd, 
"  In  me  let  mercy  be  reverd, 
•'  And  juftice  fatisfy'd. 

8  "  3ehold  my  vital  blood  I  pour, 

"  Afacrifice  to  God; 
*'  Let  angry  juftice  now  no  more 
"  Demsnd  the  finners  blood" 

9  He  fpake,  and  heaven's  high  arches  rung, 

With  ihouts  of  loud  applaufe; 
"  He  dy'd,"  the  friendly  angels  fung, 

Nor  ceaie  their  rapturous  joys. 
XXII.    C.  M.  Dr.   Watts's  Sermons. 
The  Doctrine  of  the  Trinity,  and  the  life  of  it, 
Eph.  ii.  18. 
I    T^ATHER  of  glory,  to  thy  name 
-*-     Immortal  praife  we  give, 
Who  doft  an  acl  of  grace  proclaim, 
And  bid  us  rebels  live. 
2.  Immortal  honour  to  the  Son, 

Who  makes  thine  anger  ceafe ; 


PKRFECTIGNS  OF  GOD.  23. 

Our  lives  he  ranfom'd  with  his  own. 
And  dy'd  to  make  our  peace. 

3  To  thy  almighty  Spirit  be 

Immortal  glory  given, 
Whofe  influence  brings  us  near  to  thee, 
And  trains  us  up  for  heaven. 

4  Let  men,  with  their  united  voice, 

Adore  th'  eternal  God, 
And  fpread  his  honours  and  their  joys, 
Through  nations  far  abroad. 

5  Let  faith,  and  joys,  and  duty  join, 

One  general  fong  to  raife  ,• 
Let  faints  in  earth  and  heav'n  combine. 
In  harmony  and  praife. 
XXIII.  L.  M.  Dr.  Watts's  Lyrtc  Poems, 
The  Ir.compreheiijibility  of  God, 

1  /~~N  OD  is  a  name  my  foul  adores, 

V_T   Th'  Almighty  Three,  th'  Etertial  One  ; 
Nature  and  grace,  with  all  their  powers, 
Confefs  the  Infinite  unknown. 

2  From  thy  great  felf  thy  being  fprings  ; 
Thou  art  thy  own  original, 

Made  up  of  uncreated  things, 
And  felf-fufficient  bears  them  all. 

3  Thy  voice  produc'd  the  feas  and  fpheres, 
Bid  the  waves  roar  and  planets  fhine  ; 
But  nothing  like  thy  felf  appears, 
Through  ail  thefe  fpacious  works  of  thine> 

4  S"i!lreftlefs  nature  dies  and  grows  : 
From  change  to  change  the  creatures  run  ; 
Thy  being  no  fucceffion  knows,    , 

And  all  thy  vaft  defigns  are  one. 
-j   Thrones  and  dominions  round  thee  fall 

And  worihip  in  fabmiiiive  forms  ; 

Thy  prcfsnce  fhakes  this  lower  ball, 

This  iittle  dweliing-place  of  worms. 
i>   How  fhall  affrighted  mortals  dare 

To  ling  thy  glory  or  thy  grace, 


24,  25.         THE  BEING  AND 

Beneath  thy  feet,  we  lie  fo  far, 
And  fee  but  fhadows  of  thy  face  ? 
7    Who  can  behold  the  blazing  light  ? 
Who  can  approach  confuming  flame  ? 
None  but  thy  wifdom  knows  thy  might, 
None  but  thy  word  can  fpeak  thy  name. 

XXIV.  L.  M.  N . 

The  Moral  Perfecliom  of  Deity  imitated, 
Matt.  v.  48. 

1  /^  RE  AT  author  of  th'  immortal  mind  ! 
VJT  For  ncbl^ft  thoughts  and  views  defign'd, 
Make  me  ambitious  to  exprefs 

The  image  of  thy  holinefs. 

2  While  I  thy  boundlefs  love  admire, 
Grant  me  to  catch  the  facred  fire  ; 
Thus  fhall  my  heavenly  birth  be  known, 
And  for  thy  child  thou  wilt  me  own. 

3  Father,  I  fee  thy  fun  arife 

To  cheer  thy  friends  and  enemies  ; 

And  when  thy  rain  from  heaven  defcends, 

Thy  bounty  both  alike  befriends. 

4  Enlarge  my  foul  with  love  like  thine  ; 
My  moral  powers  by  grace  refine  ; 
So  fhall  I  feel  another's  woe, 

And  cheerful  feed  an  hungry  foe. 

5  I  hope  for  pardon  thro'  thy  Son, 

For  all  the  crimes  which  I  have  done  : 
©,  may  the  grace  that  pardons  me 
Conftrain  me  to  forgive  like  thee  ! 

XXV.  L.  M.  Merrick's  Psalms. 
The  Divine  Perfections  celebrated. 
Pfalm  lxxxix  cxlv. 
I   Tl  TY  grateful  tongue,  immortal  king, 
JLVjL  Thy  mercy  fhall  for  ever  fing ; 
My  verfe  to  time's  remoteft  day, 
Thy  truth  in  facred  notes  difplay. 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD.  26. 

%  O  fay,  what  firength  mall  vie  with  thine  ? 
What  name  among  the  feats  divine, 
Of  equal  excellence  poffefs'd, 
Thy  Sov'reignty,  great  God  conteft  ? 

3  Thee,  Lord,  heaven's  hoft  their  leader  own ; 
Thee,  might  unbounded,  thee  alone 

With  endlefs  majefty  has  crown'd, 
And  faith,  unfully'd  vefts  thee  round. 

4  The  heaven  above  and  earth  below, 
Thee,  Lord,  their  great  poiTcflbr  know  5 
By  thee  this  orb  to  being  rofe, 

And  all  that  nature's  bounds  inclofe. 

5  From  thee  amid  the  serial  fpace 

The  north  and  fouth  afiume  their  place  ; 
'Tis  thine  the  ocean's  rage  to  guide, 
And  calm  at  will  its  fwelling  tide. 

6  O  blefs'd  the  tribes,  whofe  willing  ear 
Awakes  the  feftal  fht  ut  to  hear  ; 
Who  thankful  fee,  where'er  they  tread, 
Thy  favoring  beams  around  them  fpread. 

7  How  fhall  they  joy  from  day  to  day, 
Thy  boundlefs  mercy  to  difplay, 
Thy  righteoufnefs,  indulgent  Lord, 
With  holy  confidence  record ! 

8  O  wife  in  all  thy  works  1  thy  name 
Let  man's  whole  rase  aloud  proclaim, 
And,  grateful,  thro'  the  length  of  days, 
In  ceafelefs  fongs  repeat  thy  praife. 

XXVI.  L.M.  Dr.  Watts's  Lyric  Poems, 
God  exalted  at'ovt  all  Praife.    ' 

I   "C1  TERN  AL  power!  whofe  high  abode 
JL_j  Becomes  the  grandeur  of  a  God; 
Infinite  length,  beyond  the  bounds 
Where  ftars  revolve  their  little  rounds. 

S  The  loweft  ftep  above  thy  feat 
Rifes  too  high  for  Gabriel's  feet ; 
In  vain  the  tall  arch-angel  tries 
To  reach  the  height  with  wond'ring  eye«, 


i 


27.  CREATION    AND 

3  lord,  what  fliall  earth  and  afhes  do  ! 
We  would  adore  our  Maker  too  ; 
From  fin  and  duft  to  thee  we  cry, 

The  Great,  the  Holy,  and  the  High  ! 

4  Earth  from  afar,  has  heard  thy  fame, 
And  worms  have  learn'd  to  lifp  thy  name 
But  O,  the  glories  of  thy  mind 

Leave  all  our  foaring  thoughts  behind. 

5  God  is  in  heaven,  but  man  below  ; 

Be  fliGrt  our  tunes ;  our  words  be  few  ; 
A  facred  reverence  checks  our  fongs, 
And  praife  fits  filcnt  on  our  tongues. 


CREATION  AND  PROVIDENCE. 

XXVII.  L.  M.  Needham. 
AS'ummaryvieivofthc  CREATION,  Gen.  i. 

1  T    OOK  up  ye  faints,  dire 61  your  eyes 
JL^   To  him  who  dwells  above  the  fkies  ; 
With  your  glad  notes  his  praife  rehcarfe 
Who  form'd  the  mighty  univerfe. 

2  He  fpoke,  and  from  the  womb  of  night, 
At  once  fprang  up  the  cheering  light ; 
Him  difcord  heard,  and  at  his  nod 
Beauty  awoke,  and  fpoke  the  Ged. 

3  The  word  he  gave,  th'  obedient  fun 
Began  his  glorious  race  to  run : 
Nor  filver  moon,  nor  ftars  delay 

To  guide  along  th*  setherial  way. 

4  Teeming  with  life,  air,  earth  and  fea 
Obey  th'  Almighty's  high  decree ; 
To  every  tribe  he  gives  their  food, 
Then  fpeaks  the  whole  divinely  good. 

5  But  to  complete  the  wond'rous  plan, 
From  earth,  and  duft,  he  fafhions  man  ; 


PROVIDENCE.  28. 

In  man  the  laft,  in  him  the  beft, 
The  Maker's  image  Hands  confeft. 
Lord,  while  thy  glorious  works  I  view, 
Form  thou  my  heart  and  foul  anew ; 
Here  bid  thy  pureft  light  to  fhine, 
And  beauty  glow  with  charms  divine. 
XXVIII.     C.  M.     Blacklock. 
The  Creation  of  Man ;  or,  God  the  Searcher  cf 
the  Heart,  Pfalm  exxxix, 

LORD,  thy  pervading  knowledge  ftrikes 
Through  nature's  inmoft  gloom  ; 
And  in  thy  circling  arms  I  lay 

A  flumberer  in  the  womb. 
Thee  will  I  honour,  for  I  Hand 

A  volume  of  thy  Ikill, 
Stupendous  are  thy  works,  and  they 

My  contemplations  fill. 
Thine  eye  beheld  me  when  the  fpeck 

Of  entity  began ; 
And  o'er  my  form,  in  darknefs  fram'd, 

Thy  rich  embroid'ry  ran. 
Th'  unfalhion'd  mafs  by  thee  was  feen  ;    ; 

My  ftru&ure  in  thy  book 
Was  plann'd  before  thy  curious  mould 

The  future  embryo  took. 
How  precious  are  the  ftreaming  joys 

That  from  thy  love  defcend  ! 
Would  I  rehearfe  their  numbers  o'er, 

Where  would  their  numbers  end  ? 
Not  ocean's  countlefs  fands  exceed 

The  bleffings  of  the  Ikies ; 
With  night's  defcending  Ihades  they  fall, 

With  morning  fplendors  rife. 

'  "  Thy  awful  glories  round  me  mine, 

5,    "  My  flefh  proclaims  thy  praife: 

"  Lord,  to  thy  works  of  nature  join 

**  Thy  miracles  of  grace." 
C 


29,  30.         CREATION  AND 

XXIX.    CM.    Dr.Watts's  Lyric  Poem 

A  Song  to  Creating  Wifdom. 
I   TfTERNAfe  Wifdom  thee  we  praife, 
JQj  Thee  the  creation  fings : 
With  thy  lov'd  name,  rocks,  hills,  and  Ceaj 
And  heaven's  high  palace  rings. 
3  Thy  hand  how  wide  it  fpread  the  fky  ! 
How  glorious  to  hehold! 
Ting'd  with  a  blue  of  heavenly  dye, 
And  ftarr'd  with  fparkling  gold. 

3  Thy  glories  blaze  all  nature  round, 

And  ttrike  the  gazing  fight, 
Thro'  ikies  and  feas,  and  folid  ground. 
With  terror  and  delight. 

4  Infinite  ftrength  and  equal  fkill 

Shine  thro  the  worlds  abroad  ; 
Our  fouls  with  vaft  amazement  fill, 
And  fpeak  the  builder  Ged, 

5  But  ftill  the  wonders  of  thy  grace 

Our  fofter  paffions  move  ; 
Pity  divine  in  Jefus'  face 
We  fee,  adore  and  love. 
XXX,     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
God's  Gecdnefs  to  the  Children  of  Men, Pf.cvii.3 
I   "VT'E  fons  of  men,  with  joy  record 
A     1  he  various  wonders  of  the  Lord ; 
And  let  his  power  and  goodnefs  found 
Thro'  all  your  tribes  the  earth  around. 
3  Let  the  high  heavens  yourfongs  invite, 
rl  hofe  fpacious  fields  of  brilliant  light ; 
Where  fun,  and  moon,  and  planets  roll, 
And  ftars,  that  glow  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  Sing,  earth,  in  verdant  robes  array'd, 

Its  herbs  and  flowers,  its  fruits  and  fhade; 

Peopled  with  life  of  various  forms, 

Of  fifh,  and  fowl,  and  beafts,  and  worms. 

4  View  the  broad  fea's  majeftic  plains, 
And  think  hfcw  wide  its  Maker  reigns ; 


PROVIDENCE.     SI,  32. 

That  band  remoteft  nations  joins, 
And  oh  each  wave  his  goodnefs  mines. 
But  O  !  that  brighter  world  above, 
Where  lives  and  reigns  incarnate  love. 
God's  only  Son,  in  fiefh  array'd, 
For  man  a  bleeding  vidtim  made. 
'J  hither,  my  foul,  with  rapture  foar 
There  in  the  land  of  praife  adore  ; 
The  theme  demands  an  angel's  lay, 
Demands  an  everlalling  day. 
XXXI.     L.  M. 
r evidence ;  or,  God  working  all  ^things  after  the 
Council  of  his  oivn  Will. 

THY  ways  O,  Lord,  with  wife  defign, 
Are  fram'd  upon  thy  throne  above, 
A  nd  every  dark  or  bending  line, 
Meets  in  the  centre  of  thy  love. 
With  feeble  light,  and  half  obfeure, 
Poor  mortals  thy  arrangements  view, 
Not  knowing  that  the  leaft  are  fure, 
And  the  myfterious  juft  and  true, 
Thy  flock,  thy  own  peculiar  care, 
Tho'  now  they  feem  to  roam  uney'd, 
Are  led  or  driven  only  where 
They  beft,  and  fafeft  may  abide. 
|  They  neither  know,  nor  trace  the  way, 
But  milling  to  thy  piercing  eye ; 
None  of  their  feet  to  ruin  ftray, 
Nor  fhall  the  weakeft  fail  or  die. 
My  favor'd  foul  mall  meekly  learn, 
To  lay  her  reafon  at  thy  throne ; 
Too  weak  thy  fecrets  to  difcern, 
I'll  truft  thee  for  my  guide  alone, 

XXXII.     C.  M.     Steele. 
Creation  and  Providence. 

LORD,  when  our  raptur'd  thought  furvey* 
Creation's  beauties  o'er, 


83.  CREATION  AND 

All  nature  joins  to  teach  thy  praife, 
And  bid  our  fouls  adore. 

2  Where'er  we  turn  our  gazing  eyes, 

Thy  radiant  footfteps  fhine, 
Ten  thoufand  pleafing  wonders  rife 
And  fpeak  their  fource  divine. 

3  1  he  living  tribes  of  countlefs  forms, 

In  earth,  and  fea,  and  air; 
The  meancft  flies,  the  fmallefi  worms 
A  lmighty  power  declare. 

4  Thy  wifdom,  power  and  goodnefs,  Lord, 

In  all  thy  works  appear  : 
And  O  !  let  man  thy  praife  record, 
Man,  thy  diftinguifh'd  care  ! 

5  From  thee  the  breath  of  life  he  drew, 

That  breath  thy  power  maintains ; 
Thy  tender  mercy,  ever  new, 
His  brittle  frame  fuftains 

6  Yet  nobler  favors  claim  his  praife, 

Of  reafon's  light  poffefs'd ; 

By  revelation's  brighteft  rays, 

Still  more  divinely  blefs'd. 

7  Thy  providence,  his  conilant  guard, 

When  threat'ning  woes  impend  : 
Or  will  th'  impending  dangers  ward, 
Or  timely  fuccors  lend. 
3  On  us  that  providence  has  fhone 
With  gentle  fmiiing  rays ; 
O,  may  our  lips  and  lives  make  known 
Thy  goodnefs  and  thy  praife! 
XXXLII.     L.     M. 
Providence  equitable  and  kind,  Pfalm  evil, 
J   r"p,HRO'  all  the  various  fhifcing  fcene, 
X     Of  life's  miftaken  ill  or  good, 
Thy  hand,  O  God,  conducts  unfeen 
The  beautiful  vkiflitude. 
?  '  hou  giveft  with  paternal  care* 
ilowc'cr  unjuAiy  w#  COIHplf&li 


PROVIDENCE.        34<. 

To  each  their  neceflary  fhare 
Of  joy  and  forrow,  health  and  pain. 
5  1  ruft  we  to  youth,  or  friends,  or  power, 
Fix  we  on  this  terreftrial  ball  ? 
When  moft  fecure  the  coming  hour, 
If  thou  fee  fit,  may  blaft  them  a-;l. 

4  When  loweft  funk  with  grief  and  fhame, 
Fill'd  with  affliction's  bitter  cup, 

Loft  to  relations,  friends  and  fame, 
Thy  powerful  hand  can  raife  us  up. 

5  Thy  powerful  confolations  cheer, 

Thy  fmiles  fupprefs  the  deep  fetch'd  figh, 
Thy  hand  can  dry  the  trickling  tear 
That  fecret  wets  the  widow's  eye. 

6  i5)  11  things  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven 
On  thy  eternal  will  depend ; 

And  all  for  greater  good  were  given, 
And  all  fhall  in  thy  glory  end._ 

7  This  be  my  care;  to  all  befide 
Indifferent  let  my  wifhes  be  ; 

*c  Paffion  be  calm ;  and  dumb  be  pride, 
"  And  fix'd,  O  God,  my  foul  on  thee." 

XXXIV.     C.  M.     Cowper. 
Ti>s  Myfleries  of  Providences  ;  or,  Light  Jhining  oui 

of  Darknefs. 
I   /*"H  OD  moves  in  a  myfterious  way, 
V_X  His  wonders  to  perform ; 
He  plants  his  footfteps  in  the  fea, 
And  rides  upon  the  ftorm. 
a  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 
Of  never  failing  fkJ.ll, 
He  treafures  up  his  bright  defigns, 
And  works  his  fov'reign  will. 
3  Ye  fearful  faints,  frefh  courage  take, 
The  clouds  ye  fo  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  fhall  break 
In  bleffings  on  your  head. 
c2 


35,  36.  CREATION  AND 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeb'e  fenfe, 
But  truft  him  for  his  grace; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence, 
He  hides  a  fmiing  face. 
j  His  purpofes  will  ripen  faft, 
Unfading  every  hour ; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  tafte, 
But  fweet  wiu  be  the  flower. 
6  Blind  unbelief  is  fure  to  err. 
-And  fcan  his  work  in  vain ; 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  p  ain. 

XXXV.     C.  M.     Beddome. 
Myjieries  to  be  explained  hereafter,  John  xiii.  J. 
i    /"^t  REAT  God  of  providence  !  thy  ways 
VJ5"   Are  hid  from  morta  fight; 
Wrapt  in  impenetrable  fhades, 
Or  cloth'd  with  dazz  ing  light. 
2  The  wond'rous  methods  of  thy  grace 
Evade  the  humbie  eye  ; 
The  nearer  we  attempt  t'  approach, 
The  farther  off  they  fly. 
.3  But  in  the  world  of  blifs  above, 
Where  thou  doft  ever  reign, 
Thefe  myft'fies  fhal  be  all  unveil'd, 
And  not  a  doubt  remain. 
4  The  Sun  of  righteoufnefs  fhall  there 
His  brighteil  beams  difplay, 
And  not  a  hovering  cloud  oblcure 
That  never  ending  day, 

XXXVI.     C.  M.     Addison. 
The  Tavellers  Pfalm. 
1   TTOW  are  thy  fervantsblefs'd,  O  Lord, 
X~JL  How  fure  is  their  defence  i 
Eternal  Wifdom  is  their  guide, 
Their  help  Omnipotence. 


PROVIDENCE.  ST 

I  a  In  foreign  realms  and  lands  remote, 
Supported  by  thy  care, 
Through  burning  climes  they  pafs  unhurt. 
And  bteathe  in  tainted  air. 

3  When  by  the  dreadful  tempeft  borne, 

High  on  the  broken  wave, 
They  know  thou  art  not  flow  to  hear, 
Nor  impotent  to  fave 

4  The  ftorm  is  laid,  the  winds  retire, 

Obedient  to  thy  will : 
The  fea,  that  roars  at  thy  command, 
At  thy  command  is  ft  ill. 

5  In  'midft  of  dangers,  fears  and  deaths, 

Thy  goodnefs  we'll  adore; 
We'll  praife  thee  for  thy  mercies  paft, 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 

6  Our  life  while  thou  preferv'ft  that  life, 

Thy  facrifice  fhall  be ; 
And  death,  when  death  fhall  be  cur  lot, 
Shall  join  our  fouls  to  thee. 

XXXVII.     C.  M.     Steele. 
Praife  for  the  blejfings  of  Providence  and  Grace, 

Pfalm  cxxxix. 
I      A   LMIGHTY  Father,  gracious  Lord, 
jl\  Kind  guardian  of  my  days, 
Thy  mercies  let  my  heart  record 
In  fongs  of  grateful  praife. 
a  In  life's  firfl  dawn,  my  tender  frame 
Was  thy  indulgent  care, 
Long  ere  I  could  pronounce  thy  name, 
Or  breathe  the  infant  prayer. 
3  [Around  my  path  what  dangers  rofe! 
What  fnares  fpread  all  my  road ! 
No  power  could  guard  me  from  my  fo*es3 
But  my  Preferver,  God. 
4  How  many  bleffings  round  me  fhone, 
Where'er  I  tvrn'd  my  eye  ! 


38.  THE   FALL. 

How  many  pafs'd  almoft  unknown, 
Or  unregarded,  by! 

5  Each  rolling  year  new  favors  brought 

From  thy  exhauftlefs  ftore  ; 
But  ah  !  in  vain  my  laboring  thought 
Would  count  thy  mercies  o'er. 

6  While  fweet  refiedion,  thro'  my  days 

Thy  bounteous  hand  would  trace  ; 
Still  dearer  bleflings  claim  thy  praife, 
The  bleflings  of  thy  grace. 

7  Yes,  I  adore  thee,  gracious  Lord, 

Tor  favors  more  divine; 
That  I  have  known  thy  facred  word, 
Where  all  thy  glories  fhine. 

8  Lord,  when  this  mortal  frame  decays, 

And  every  weaknefs  dies, 
Complete  the  wonders  of  thy  grace, 
And  raife  me  to  the  Ikies. 

9  Then  fhall  my  joyful  powers  unite, 

In  more  exalted  lays. 
And  join  the  happy  fons  of  light 
In  everbfling  praife. 


THE  FALL. 

XXXVIII.    L.  M.    Dr.Watts's  Lyric 
Poems. 

Original  Sin  ;  or,  'Tbefirfi  andfecctid  Adam. 

ADAM  our  father  and  our  head, 
Tranfgrefs'd  and  juflice  doom'd  us  dead ; 
The  fiery  law  fpeaks  ail  defpair, 
There's  no  reprieve  nor  pardon  there. 
'.  Call  a  bright  council  in  the  fkies; 
Seraphs,  the  mighty  and  the  wife, 
Speak;  are  you  ftrong  to  bear  the  load, 
The  weighty  vengeance  of  a  God? 


THE    FALL.  39. 

In  vain  we  afk  ;  for  all  around 
Stand  filent  thro'  the  heavenly  ground ; 
There's  not  a  glorious  mind  above 
Has  half  the  ftrength  or  half  the  love. 
But  O  !  unmeafurable  grace  ! 
Th'  eternal  Son  takes  Adam's  place ; 
Down  to  our  world  the  Saviour  flies, 
Stretches  his  arms  and  bleeds  and  dies. 
Amazing  work  !  look  down  ye  fkies, 
Wonder  and  gaze  with  all  your  eyes  : 
Ye  faints  below  and  faints  above, 
All  bow  to  this  myfterious  love. 

XXXIX.     C.  M.  Dr.  S.  Stennett> 

Indwelling  Sin  lamented. 

WITH  tears  of  anguifh  I  lament, 
Here  at  thy  feet,  my  God, 
--My  paflion,  pride  and  difcontent, 

And  vile  ingratitude. 
.  Sure  there  was  ne'er  a  heart  fo  bafe 
So  falfe  as  mine  has  been  ; 
So  faithlefs  to  its  promifes, 

So  prone  to  every  fin  ! 
My  reafon  tells  me  thy  commands 

Are  holy,  juft,  and  true  ; 
Tells  me  whate'er  my  God  demands 
Is  his  m oft  righteous  due. 
.  Reafon  I  hear,  her  councils  weigh, 
And  all  her  words  approve  : 
But  ffcill  I  find  it  hard  t*  obey, 
And  harder  yet  to  love. 
I  How  long,  dear  Saviour,  fhall  I  feel 
Thefe  ftrugglcs  in  my  breaft  ? 
When  wilt  thou  bow  my  ftubborn  will, 
And  give  my  confcience  reft  ? 
>  Break,  fov'reign  grace,  O  break  the  charm, 
And  fet  the  captive  free: 

c   3 


40,  41.  THE    FALL. 

Reveal,  Almighty  God,  thine  arm, 
And  hafte  to  refcue  me. 
XI.     S.  M. 
The  Evil  Heart,  Jer.  xvii.  9.  Matt.  xv.  19. 
1      \  STONISH'D  and  diftrefs'd 
X\.   I  turn  mine  eyes  within  ; 
My  heart  with  loads  of  guilt  oppreft, 
The  feat  of  every  fin. 
%     What  crouds  of  evil  thoughts, 
What  vile  affections  there  ! 
Diftruft,  prefumption,  artful  guile, 
Pride,  envy,  flavilh  fear. 

3  Almighty  King  of  faints, 

Ihefe  tyrant  lufls  fubdue  ; 

Expel  the  darknefs  of  my  mind, 

And  all  my  powers  renew. 

4  This  done,  my  cheerful  voice 

Shall  loud  hofannas  raife  ; 
My  foul  mall  glow  with  gratitude, 
My  lips  proclaim  thy  praife. 

XLI.   L.  M.     Cruttenden. 
Sin  and  Holinefs. 
i  "\T7HAT  jarring  natures  dwell  within, 
VV     Imperfect  grace,  remaining  fin! 
Nor  this  can  reign,  nor  that  prevail, 
Tho'  each  by  turns  my  heart  affail. 
%  Now  I  complain,  and  groan,  and  die, 
Now  raife  my  fongs  of  triumph  high, 
Sing  a  rebellious  paffion  flain, 
Or  mourn  to  feel  it  live  again. 

3  One  happy  hour  behold  me  rife, 
Borne  upwards  to  my  native  fkics, 
While  faith  affifts  my  foaring  flight 
To  realms  of  joy,  and  worlds  of  light. 

4  Scarce  a  few  hours  or  minutes  roll, 
Ere  earth  reclaims  my  captive  foul ; 


THE    FALL.  42. 

I  feel  its  fympathetic  force, 

And  headlong  urge  my  downward  courfe 
f  How  fhort  the  joys  thy  vifits  give  ; 

How  long  thine  abfence,  Lord  I  grieve  ! 

What  clouds  obfcure  my  rifing  fun, 

Or  intercept  its  rays  at  noon  ! 
b  [Again  the  Spirit  lifts  his  fword, 

And  power  divine  attends  the  word  ; 

I  feel  the  aid  its  comforts  yield, 

And  vanquifh'd  paffions  quit  the  field.] 
7  Great  God,  affift  me  thro'  the  fight, 

Make  me  triumph  in  thy  might ; 

Ihou  the  defponding  heart  can  raife, 

The  victory  mine,  and  thine  the  praife. 
XLII.    L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
The  Effttls  of  the  Fall  lamented^  Pfalftl  cxix, 
136,    158. 
I      A   RISE,  my  tendereft  thoughts,  a  rife  ; 

JLjl  To  torrents  melt  my  ftreaming  eyes; 

And  thou,  my  heart,  with  anguifli  feel 

Thofe  evils  which  thou  canft  not  heal. 
I  See  human  nature  funk  in  fhame; 

See  fcandals  pour'd  on  Je/ns*  name  ; 

The  Father  wounded  thro'  the  Son  ; 

The  world  abus'd  ;  the  foul  undone. 
3  See  the  fnort  courfe  of  vain  delight 

Ciofing  in  everlafting  night; — 

In  flames  that  no  abatement  know, 

Tho'  briny  tears  for  ever  flow, 
\  My  God,  I  feel  the  mournful  fcene ; 

My  bowels  yearn  o'er  dying  men  ; 

And  fain  my  pity  would  reclaim, 

And  fnatch  the  firebrands  from  the  flame 
j  But  feeble  my  companion  proves, 

And  can  but  weep  where  moft  it  loves; 

Thy  own  all-faving  arm  employ, 

And  turn  thefe  drops  of  grief  to  joy, 


43,44.  SCRIPTURE. 

SCRIPTURE  ; 

THE   PROPERTIES  OF  IT. 

XLITI.    C.    M. 

the  Infpired  Word  a  Syflem  of  Knowledge  and  j'oy 

Pfalm  cxix.  105. 

1  TTOW  precious  is  the  book  divine, 
XjL   By  infpiration  given  ! 

Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  fhinc 
To  guide  our  fouls  to  heaven. 

2  It  fweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears ; 
Life,  light,  and  joy,  it  ftill  imparts, 
And  quells  our  rifing  fear*. 

3  This  lamp  thro*  all  the  tedious  night 

Of  life  (hall  guide  our  way, 
Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 
Of  an  eternal  day. 

XLIV.     Beddome. 
The  Ufefulnefi  of  the  Scriptures. 
I  T  7T  7  HEN  Ifrael  through  the  defert  pafs'd, 
VV     A  fiery  pillar  went  before, 
To  guide  them  thro'  the  dreary  wafte, 
And  leffen  the  fatigues  they  bore, 
a  Such  is  thy  glorious  word,  O  God, 
'Tis  for  our  light  and  guidance  given ; 
It  fneds  a  luftre  all  abroad, 
And  points  the  path  to  blifs  and  heaven. 

3  It  fills  the  foul  with  fweet  delight, 
And  quickens  its  inactive  powers, 

It  fets  our  wandering  footfteps  right, 
Difplays  thy  love,  and  kindles  our*. 

4  Its  promifes  rejoice  our  hearts, 
Its  doctrines  are  divinely  true ; 
Knowledge  and  pleafure  it  imparts, 
It  comforts  and  in&ru&sus  too, 


THE  PROPERTIES  OF  IT.  45,46. 

5  Ye  favor'd  lands,  who  have  this  word, 
Ye  faints,  who  feel  its  faving  power, 
Unite  our  tongues  to  praife  the  Lord^ 
And  his  diftinguifh'd  grace  adore. 

XLV.     CM.     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 
The  Riches  of  God's  Word. 
I   T    ET  avarice  from  fliore  to  more 
JLj   Her  fav'rite  god  purfue ; 
Thy  word,  O  Lord,  we  value  more 
Than  India  or  Peru, 
a  Here  mines  of  knowledge,  love  and  joy, 
Are  open'd  to  our  fight : 
The  pureft  gold  without  alioy, 
And  gems  divinely  bright. 

3  The  councils  of  redeeming  grace 

The  facred  leaves  unfold: 
And  here  the  Saviour's  lovely  face 
Our  raptur'd  eyes  behold. 

4  Here  light  defcending  from  above 

Directs  our  doubtful  feet ; 
Here  promifes  of  heavenly  love 
Our  ardent  wifhes  meet. 

5  Our  num'rous  griefs  are  here  red  reft, 

And  all  our  wants  fupplied : 
Nought  vye  can  afk  to  make  us  bleft, 
Is  in  this  Book  denied. 

6  For  thefe  ineftimable  gains 

That  fo  enrich  the  mind, 
O  may  we  fearch  with  eager  pains, 
Affur'd  that  we  fhall  find  ! 

XLVI.     C.  M.     Steele. 
T'bt  Excellency  and  Sufficiency  oftht  Holy  Striptuns, 
I   T^AlHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 
JL    What  endlefs  glory  fhines ! 
Forever  be  thy  name  ador'd 
For  thefe  celeltial  lines, 


47.         SCRIPTURE. THE  LAW. 

2  Here  may  the  wretched  fons  of  want 

Exhauftlefs  riches  find ; 
Riches,  above  what  earth  can  grant, 
And  lading  as  the  mind. 

3  Here,  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows 

And  yields  a  free  rep  aft, 
Sublimer  fweets  than  nature  knows 
Invito  the  longing  tafte. 

4  Here,  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heavenly  peace  around  ; 
And  life,  and  everlafting  joys 
Attend  the  bliftful  found. 

5  O  may  thcfe  heavenly  pages  be 

My  ever  dear  delight ; 
And  ftill  new  beauties  may  I  fee, 
And  (till  encreafing  light ! 

6  Divine  inftructor,  gracious  Lord, 

Be  thou  for  ever  Hear; 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  facred  word, 
And  view  my  Saviour  there. 

THE  MORAL  LAW,  &c. 
XLVII.     C.  M.     Dr.  Gibbons. 
Our  Duty  to  GoD,Exod.  xx.  % — 12. 
I   '"PHAT  God,v.ho  made  the  worlds  on  high, 
X     And  air,  and  earth,  and  fea, 
Own  as  thy  God,  and  to  his  name 
In  homage  bow  the  knee, 
a  Let  rot  a  fhape  which  hands  have  wrought 
Of  wood,  or  clay,  or  ftone, 
Be  deem'd  thy  God  nor  think  him  like 
Aught  thou  haft  feen  or  known. 

3  Take  not  in  vain  the  name  of  God 

Nor  muft  thou  ever  dare, 
To  make  thy  falfehood  pafs  for  truth, 
By  his  dread  name  to  fwear. 

4  That  day  on  which  he  bids  thee  reft 

From  toil,  to  pray  and  rralfe, 


THE    LAW.  48,  49. 

That  day,  keep  holy  to  the  Lord, 
And  confecrate  its  rays. 
j  O  may  that  God,  who  gave  thefe  Laws, 
Write  them  on  every  heart, 
That  all  may  feel  their  living  power, 
Nor  from  his  paths  depart ! 
XLVIII.     C.  M,     Dr.  Gibbons. 
Our  Duty  to  our  Neighbour. 
\  rT"'HY  fire, and  her  who  brought  theeforth, 
JL     With  all  thy  mind  and  might, 
Fear,  love  and  ferve  ;  fo  fhall  thy  days 
Be  numerous,  calm  and  bright. 
%  The  blood  of  man  thou  fhalt  not  fhed, 
Its  voice  will  pierce  the  fky, 
And  thou  by  the  juft  laws  of  heaven 
For  the  dire  crime  fhalt  die. 

3  To  thine  own  couch  thou  fhalt  not  take 

A  wife  but  her  thine  own  ; 
Vaft  is  the  guilt,  and  on  thine  head 
Heaven  darts  its  vengeance  down, 

4  Thou  fhalt  not,  from  friend  or  foe, 

Take  aught  by  force  or  Health; 
Thy  goods,  thy  Mores  muft  grow  from  right, 
Or  God  will  curfe  thy  wealth. 

5  No  man  fhalt  thou  by  a  falfe  charge, 

Or  crufh  or  brand  with  fhame ; 
Dear  as  thine  own,  fo  wills  thy  God, 
Muft  be  his  life  and  name. 

6  Thy  foul  one  wiih  fhall  not  let  loofe 

For  that  which  is  not  thine  ; 
Live  in  thy  lot,  or  fmall  or  great, 
For  God,  has  drawn  the  line. 
Hymn  XLVII.  verfe  5  may  be  added  here. 
XLIX.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
The  Sinner  found  ivanting,  Dan.   V.  27. 
I  T)  AISE,  thoughtlefsfinner,  raife  thine  eye; 
XV  Behold  the  balance  lifted  high ; 


50.  SCRIPTURE. 

There  fhall  God's  juftice  be  difplay'd, 
And  there  thy  hope  and  life  be  weigh'd. 
2  See,  in  one  fcale  his  perfect  law, 

Mark,  with  what  force  its  precepts  draw ; 
Would'ft  thou  the  awful  teft  fuftain. 
Thy  works  how  light,  thy  thoughts  how  vain ! 
.3  Behold !  the  hand  of  God  appears 
To  trace  thefe  dreadful  characters  ; 
"  Tekely  thy  foul  is  wanting  found, 
"  And  wrath  fhall  fmite  thee  to  the  ground." 
4  Let  fudden  fear  thy  nerves  unbrace; 
Confufion  wild  o'erfpread  thy  face  ; 
Thro'  all  thy  thoughts  let  anguifh  roll, 
And  deep  repentance  melt  thy  foul. 
,5   One  only  hope  may  yet  prevail ; 

Cbrijl,  in  the  fcripture  turns  the  fcale ; 
Still  doth  the  gofpel  publifh  peace, 
And  fhew  a  Saviour's  righteoufnefs. 
6  jfefus,  exert  thy  power  to  fave, 

Deep  on  this  heart  thy  truth  engrave ; 
Great  God,  the  load  of  guilt  remove, 
That  trembling  lips  may  fing  thy  love. 
L.     L.  M. 
'The  practical  ufe  of  the  Moral  Za-w  to  the  Con- 
vinced Sinner. 
j   TTERE  Lord,  my  foul  convicted  ftands 
JlJL  Of  breaking  all  thy  ten  commands  : 
And  on  me  juftly  might'ft  thou  pour 
Thy  wrath  in  one  eternal  fhow'r. 

2  But  thanks  to  God,  its  loud  alarms 
Have  warn'd  me  of  approaching  harms  : 
And  now,  O  Lord,  my  wants  I  fee, 
Loft  and  undone,  I  come  to  thee-. 

3  I  fee  my  fig-leaf  righteoufnefs 
Can  ne'er  thy  broken  law  redrefs; 
Yet  in  thy  gofpel  plan  I  fee 
There's  hope  of  pardon  e'en  for  me. 

4  Here  I  behold  thy  wonders,  Lord, 
How  Cbriji  hath  to  thy  law  reftor'd 


N' 


THE    LAW.  51,  52. 

Thofe  honours  on  th'  atoning  day, 
Which  guiky  finners  took  away. 
Amazing  wifdom,  power,  and  iove, 
Difplay'd  to  rebels  from  above  ! 
Do  thou,  O  Lord,  my  faith  increafe 
To  love  and  truffc  thy  plan  of  grace. 

LI.     C.  M,     Cowper. 

Legal  Obedience  followed  by  Evangelical* 
O  ftrength  of  nature  can  iuffice 
To  ferve  the  Lord  aright ; 
And  what  fhe  has,  fhe  mifappliess 
For  want  of  clearer  light. 
3  How  long  beneath  the  law  I  lay 
In  bondage  and  diilrefs  ! 
I  toil'd  the  precept  to  obey, 
But  toil'd  without  fuccefs. 

3  Then  to  abftain  from  outward  fin 

Was  more  than  I  could  da; 
Now,  if  I  feel  its  power  within, 
I  feel  I  hate  it  too. 

4  Then  all  my  fervile  works  were  done 

A  righteoufhefs  to  raifc  ; 

Now,  freely  ehofen  in  the  Son, 

I  freely  choofe  his  ways. 

5  What  fhall  I  do,  was  then  the  word, 

That  I  may  worthier  grow  ? 
What  fhall  I  render  to  the  Lord? 

Is  my  enquiry  now. 
5  To  fee  the  law  by  Cbrijl  fulfill'd, 

And  hear  his  pard'ning  voice, 
Changes  a  Have  into  a  chiid, 

And  duty  into  choice. 

LII.     L.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Ltric  Poems. 

7 be  Laiv  and  Go/pel ;  or,  Cbrifi  a  Refuge. 
I  "  /^URST  be  the  man,  for  ever  curft. 

\*J  "  That  doth  one  wilful  fin  commit ; 


53.  SCRIPTURE. 

"  Death  and  damnation  for  the  firft, 
"  Without  relief  and  infinite." 
a  Thus  Sinai  roars ;  and  round  the  earth 
Thunder,  and  fire,  and  vengeance  flings, 
But,  Jefusy  thy  dear  gafping  breath, 
And  Calvary  fay  gentler  things; 

3  "  Pardon,  and  grace,  and  boundlefs  love, 
"  Streaming  along  a  Saviour's  blood, 

"  And  life,  and  joys,  and  crowns  above, 
"  Obtain'd  by  a  dear  bleeding  God." 

4  Hark,  how  he  prays,  (the  charming  found 
Dwelis  on  his  dying  lips)  forgive  ; 
And  ev'ry  groan  and  gaping  wound 
Cries,  "  Fa- her  let  the  rebels  live." 

5  Go,  you  that  reft  upon  the  law, 
And  toil  and  feek  falvation  there, 
Look  to  the  flame  that  Mofes  faw, 
And  fhrink,  and  tremble,  and  defpair ; 

6  But  I'll  retire  beneath  the  Crofs, 
Saviour  at  thy  dear  feet  I  lie  ; 

And  the  keen  fword  that  juftice  draws 
Flaming  and  red,  fhall  pafs  me  by. 

LLII.     148th  M.     Cowper 
The  Ceremonial  Lazv,  Heb.  IV.  2. 
1    T  SRAEL  in  ancient  days, 
J.   Not  only  had  a  view 
Gf  Sinai  in  a  blaze, 
But  learn'd  the  gofpel  too  ; 
The  types  and  figures  were  a  glafs, 
In  which  they  faw  the  Saviour's  face. 
%       The  pafchal  facrifice 

And  blood-befprinkled  door, 
Seen  with  enlighten'd  eyes, 
And  once  apply'd  with  power, 
Would  teach  the  need  of  other  blood, 
To  reconcile  an  angry  God. 
3       The  lamb,  the  dove,  fet  forth 
His  perfect  innocence, 


THE    GOSPEL.  54. 

Whofe  blood  of  matchlefs  worth 

Should  be  the  foul's  defence  ; 
For  he  who  can  for  fin  atone, 
Muft  have  no  failings  of  his  own. 

The  fcape-goat  on  his  head 

The  people's  trefpafs  bore, 

And,  to  the  defert  led, 

Was  to  be  feen  no  more  ; 
In  him  our  furety  feem'd  to  far , 
"  Behold  I  bear  your  fins  away." 

Dipt  in  his  fellow's  blood, 

The  living  bird  went  free  ; 

The  type  well  understood, 

Exprefs'd  the  finners  plea  ; 
Defcrib'd  3i  guilty  foul  enlarg'd, 
And  by  a  Saviour's  death  difcharg'd. 

ye/us,  I  love  to  trace 

Throughout  the  facred  page, 

The  footfreps  of  thy  grace, 

The  fame  in  ev'ry  age  ! 
O  grant  that  I  may  faithful  be 
T©  clearer  light  vouchfaf'd  to  me. 

THE    GOSPEL. 

LIV.     L-.  M.     Beddome, 

The  Gofpel  of  CHRIST. 

GOD,  in  die  gofpel  of  his  Son, 
Makes  his  eternal  councils  known  : 

'Tis  here  his  richeft  mercy  fhines, 

And  truth  is  drawn  in  faireft  lines, 
i  Here  finners  of  an  humble  frame 

May  tafte  his  grace,  and  learn  his  name ; 

'Tis  writ  in  characters  of  blood 

Severely  juft,  immenfely  good. 
j  Here  Jefus  in  ten  thoufand  ways, 

His  foul-attracting  charms  difplays, 

Recounts  his  poverty  and  pains, 

And  tells  his  love  in  melting  ftrains.: 


55.  SCRIPTURE. 

4  Wifdom  its  di&ates  here  imparts, 

To  form  our  minds,  to  cheer  our  hearts  j 
Its  influence  makes  the  finner  live, 
It  bids  the  drooping  faint  revive. 

5  Our  raging  pafiions  it  controls 

And  comfort  yields  to  contrite  fouls; 
It  brings  a  better  world  in  view, 
And  guides  us  all  our  journey  thro'. 

6  May  this  blefl  volume  ever  lie 
Clofe  to  my  heart,  and  near  my  eye, 
Till  life's  laft  hour  my  foul  engage, 
And  be  my  chofen  heritage  ! 

LV.     C.  M.     DrTGhjbons. 
The  Go/pel  -worthy  of  all  atqufoion.,  I  Tim.  i.  15. 
I    T  ES  US,  th' eternal  Son  of  Goi/, 
O    Whom  feraphim  obey. 
The  bofom  »f  the  Father  leaves, 
And  enters  human  clay. 
2,  Into  our  fmful  world  he  comes 
The  meflenger  of  grace, 
And  on  the  bloody  tree  expires, 
A  victim  in  our  place. 

3  Tranfgrefiors  of  the  deepeft  ftain, 

In  him  falvation  find : 
His  blood  removes  the  fouleft  guilt, 
His  Spirit  heals  the  mind. 

4  Our  Jefus  faves  from  fin  and  hell, 

His  words  are  true  and  fure, 
And  on  this  Rock  our  faith  may  reft 
Immoveably  fecure. 

5  O  let  thefe  tidings  be  receiv'd 

With  univerfal  joy, 
And  let  the  high  angelic  praifc 
Our  tuneful  powers  employ  ! 

6  "  Glory  to  God  who  gave  his  Son 

"  To  bear  our  fhame  and  pain  : 
'*  Hence  peace  on  earth,  and  grace  to  men, 
"  In  cndlefs  bkflings  reign." 


THE     GOSPEL.  56,  57. 

LVI.     C.  M. 

The  Gofpel  a  Feajl,  Ifaiah  XXV.  6*. 

1  /^VN  Sion,  his  mod  holy  mount, 
\_}   God  will  a  feaft  prepare, 
And  JfraeVs  fonfc,  and  Gentile  lands 

Shall  in  the  banquet  fhare. 

2  Marrow  and  fatnefs  are  the  food 

His  bounteous  hand  beftows: 
Wine  on  the  lees,  and  well  refin'd, 
In  rich  abundance  flows. 

3  See  to  the  vileft  of  the  vile 

A  free  acceptance  given  ! 
See  rebels,  by  adopting  grace 
Sit  with  the  heirs  of  heaven  ! 

4  The  pain'd,  the  fick,  the  dying,  now 

To  eafe  and  health  reftor'd, 
With  eager  appetites  partake 
The  plenties  of  the  board. 

5  But  O  what  draughts  of  blifs  unknown, 

What  dainties  fhall  be  given, 
When,  with  the  myriads  round  the  throne, 
We  join  the  feaft  of  heaven ! 

6  There  joys  imraeafurably  high 

Shall  overflow  the  foul, 
And  fprings  of  life,  that  never  dry, 
In  thoufand  channels  roll. 

LVH.     As  the  148th.     Altered  by  Toplad*, 
The  Jubilee. 
LOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 
The  gladly  folemn  found ! 
Let  all  the  nations  know 
To  earth's  remoteft  bound. 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  yc  ranfom'd  finners,  home. 
Exalt  the  Lamb  of  God, 
The  fin»3 coning  Lamb  j 


B' 


58.  SCRIPTURE. 

Redemption  by  his  blood 

Thro'  all  the  lands  proclaim  : 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  : 
Return  ye  ranfom'd  finners  home. 

3  [Ye,  who  have  fold  for  naught 
The  heritage  above  ; 

Shall  have  it  back  unbought, 

The  gift  of  ye/us*  love  : 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return  ye  ranfom'd  finners  home.} 

4  Ye  flaves  of  fin  and  hell, 
Your  liberty  receive; 
And  fafe  in  Jefus  dwell, 
And  bleft  in  fife  live  : 

The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home, 

5  The  gofpel  trumpet  hear, 
The  news  of  pardoning  grace ; 
Ye  happy  fouls  draw  near 
Behold  your  Saviour's  face  : 

The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners  home. 

6  J'fus  our  great  high  prieft. 
Has  full  atonement  made : 
Ye  weary  fpirits  reft ; 

Ye  mournful  fouls  be  glad  ! 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home. 
LVIII.    JL.  M.     Gloucefter  Tune.    Dr  Dod. 

DR1DG2. 

The  Gofpel  Jubilee,  Pfalm  lxxxix.  15- 

1  T    OUD  let  the  tuneful  trumpet  found, 
l~j  And  fpread  the  joyful  tidings  round 
Let  ev'ry  foul  with  tranfport  hear 

And  hail  the  Lord's  accepted  year. 

2  Ye  debtors,  whom  he  gives  to  know, 
That  you  ten  thoufand  talcats  owe, 


THE  GOSPEL.  59. 

"When  humble  at  his  feet  you  fall, 
Your  gracious  God  forgives  them  all. 

3  Slaves,  that  have  borne  the  heavy  chain 
Of  fin   and  hell's  tyrannic  reign, 

To  liberty  affert  your  claim, 

And  urge  the  great  Redeemer's  name. 

4  The  rich  inheritance  of  heaven, 
Your  joy,  your  boaft,  is  freely  given ; 
Fair  Salem  your  arrival  waits 

With  golden  ftreets  and  pearly  gates, 

5  Her  blefs'd  inhabitants  no  more, 
Bondage  and  poverty  deplore  ; 
No  debt,  but  love  imenfely  great, 
Their  joy  ftill  rifes  with  the  debt. 

i  O  happy  fouls  that  know  the  found, 
Celeftial  light  their  fteps  furround, 
And  fhew  the  jubilee  begun, 
Which  thro'  eternal  years  fhall  run. 

LIX.     CM.    Dr.  S.Stennet. 
fbe  glorious  Go/pel  of  the  Blejfed  God,  i  Tim.  i.  1 1, 

1  "\T7HAT  wifdom,  majefly  and  graee 

VV     Thro'  all  the  gofpel  fhine  ! 
'Tis  God  that  fpeaks,  and  we  confefs 
The  do&rine  mofl  divine. 

2  Down  from  his  flarry  throne  on  high,    - 

Th'  almighty  Saviour  comes; 
Lays  his  bright  robes  of  glory  by, 
And  feeble  fiefh  affumes. 

3  The  mighty  debt  that  finners  ow'd, 

Upon  the  crofs  he  pays ;       ~ 
Then  thro'  the  clouds  afcends  to  God, 
Midfb  fhouts  of  loftieft  praife. 

4  There  he  our  great  high  pried  appears 

Before  his  Father's  throne ; 
Mingles  his  merits  with  our  tears, 
And  pours  falvation  down. 


60,  61.  SCRIPTURE, 

j  Great  GW,  with  reverence  we  adore 
Thy  juftice  and  thy  grace : 
And  on  thy  faithfulnefs  and  power 
Our  firm  dependence  place. 
LX.     L.  M.     Watts's  Sermons. 
The  Gofpel  is  the  Power  of  God  U  Salvation, 
Rom.  i.  1 6. 
I    T  X7H AT  (hall  the  dying  firmer  do, 
V  V     That  feeks  relief  for  all  his  woe  ? 
Where  fhall  the  guilty  confeience  find 
Eafe  for  the  torment  of  the  mind  ? 
a  How  fhall  we  get  our  crimes  forgiv'n, 
Or  form  our  natures  fit  for  heaven  ? 
Can  fouls,  all  o'er  defil'd  with  fin, 
Make  their  own  powers  and  paflions  clean  ? 

3  In  vain  we  fearch,  in  vain  we  try, 
Till  Jefus  brings  his  gofpel  nigh ; 
'Tis  there  that  power  and  glory  dwell 
That  fave  'rebellious  fouls  from  hell. 

4  This  is  the  pillar  of  our  hope 
That  bears  our  fainting  fpirits  up ; 
We  read  the  grace,  we  truft  the  word, 
And  find  f  dvation  in  the  Lord. 

5  Let  men  or  angels  dig  the  mines 
Where  nature's  golden-treafure  fnines; 
Brought  near  the  do&rine  of  the  crofs, 
All  nature's  gold  appears  but  drofs. 

6  Should  vile  blafphemers,  with  difdain, 
Pronounce  the  truths  of  Jefus  vain, 
We'll  meet  the  fcandal  and  the  fhame, 
And  fing,  and  triumph  in  his  name. 
LXI.     CM.     Dr.  Watts's  Sermons. 

A  rational  Defence  of  the  Gofpel. 
i    QHALL  athei/is  dare  infult  the  crofs 
O   Of  our  incarnate  God? 
Shall  infidels  revile  his  truth 
And  trample  on  his  blood  ? 


DOCTRINES  AND  BLESSINGS.    62. 

a  What  if  he  choofe  myfterious  ways 
To  clean  us  from  our  faults  ; 
May  not  the  works  of  fovereign  grace 
Tranfccnd  our  feeble  thoughts? 

3  What  if  his  gofpel  bids  us  ftrive 

With  flefh,  and  felf,  and  fin  ? 
The  prize  is  raoft  divinely  bright, 
That  we  are  call'd  to  win. 

4  What  if  the  man,  defpis'd  on  earth, 

Still  of  his  grace  partake  ? 
This  but  confirms  his  truth  the  more. 
For  fo  the  prophets  fpake. 

5  Do  fome  that  own  his  facred  truth, 

Indulge  their  fouls  in  fin  ? 
None  fhould  reproach  the  Saviour  t  name, 
His  laws  are  pure  and  clean. 

6  Then  let  our  faith  be  firm  and  ftrong, 

Our  lips  profefs  his  word ; 
Nor  ever  fhun  thofe  holy  men, 
Who  fear  and  love  the  Lord. 

SCRIPTURE    DOCTRINES    AND    BLES- 
SINGS. 

LXII.       J.   6.       ToPLADY. 

Everlajiing  Love  and  eletl'mg  Grace, 
I  TTQW  happy  are  we 

XX  Our  election  who  fee, 
And  venture,  O  Lord,  for  falvation  on  thee ! 
In  Jefus  approv'd, 
Eternally  lov'd, 
Upheld  by  thy  power  we  cannot  be-movM.  - 
Z  'Tis  fwee£  to  recline 

On  the  bofom  divine, 
And  experience  the  comfortspeculiar  to  thine : 
While,  born  from  above, 
And  upheld  by  thy  love 
With  iinging  and  triumph  to  Zion  we  move. 
D 


62.         SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 

3  Our  feeking  thy  face, 

Was  all  of  thy  grace,  [praife. 

Thy  mercy  demands  and  fhall  have  all  the 

No  finner  can  be 

Beforehand  with  thee, 
Thy  grace  is  preventing,  almighty,  and  free. 

4  Our  Saviour  and  frjend 
His  love  fhall  extend, 

It  knew  no  beginning,  and  never  fhall  end: 

Whom  once  he  receives 

His  fpirit  ne'er  leaves, 
Nor  ever  repencs  of  the  grace  that  he  gives. 

5  This  proof  we  would  give, 
That  thee  we  receive, 

Thou  art  precious  alone  to  the  fouls  that  believe. 

Be  precious  to  us  ! 

All  befide  is  as  drofs,  [crofs. . 

Compar'd  with  thy  love  and  the  blood  of  thy  ] 

PART  II. 

6  Yet,  one  thing  we  want, 
More  Holirtefs  grant ! 

For  more  ofthy  mind, and  thine  image  wepant. 

Thine  image  imprefs 

On  thy  favorite  race, 
O  fafhion  and  polifh  thy  veffels  of  grace. 

7  Thy  workmanfhip  we 

More  fully  would  be,  [thee: 

Lord,  ftretch  out  thy  hand,  and  conform  us  to 

While  onward  we  move 

To  Canaan  above, 
tteme  fill  us  with  holinefs,  fill  us  with  lore. 

8  Vouchfafe  us  to  know 
More  of  fhee  below, 

Thus  6t  us  for  heaven,  and  glory  below ; 
Out  harps  fhall  be  tun'd, 
The  Lamb  fhall  be  crown'd ; 

Salvation  to  Jtfutythro'  heaven  fhall  refound. 


god's  everlasting  love.  63,  64. 

LXIII.    L.  M.     Beddome. 
<Thc  Confequences  of  EUaion,  Rom.  vii.  33,  39- 

WHO  fhall  condemn  to  endlefs  flames 
The  chofen  people  of  our  God? 

Since  in  the  book  of  life  their  names 

Are  fairly  writ  in  Jefusy  blood. 

He,  for  the  fins  of  all  th'  eledt, 

Hath  a  complete  atonement  made ; 

And  juftice  never  can  expect 

That  the  fame  debt  fhould  twice  be  paid. 

Not  tribulation, nakednefs, 

The  famine,  peril  or  the  fword ; 

Not  perfecution,  or  diftrefs, 

Can  feparate  from  Cbrijl  the  Lord. 
:  Nor  life,  nor  death,  nor  depth  nor  height, 

Nor  powers  below,  nor  powers  above  ; 

Not  prefent  things,  nor  things  to  come, 

Can  change  his  purpofes  of  love. 
;  His  fovereign  mercy  knows  no  end, 

His  faithfulnefs  fhall  ftill  endure  : 

And  thofe  who  on  his  word  depend, 

Shall  find  his  word  for  ever  fure. 

LXTV.  As  the  148th.     L.  H.  C. 

Eternal  and  unchangeable  Love,  %  Tim.  i.  15 
Chap.  ii.  13.     Phil.  i.  6. 

OMY  diftruftful  heart, 
How  fmall  thy  faith  appears ! 
But  greater,  Lord,  thou  art, 
Than  all  my  doubts  and  fears ; 
Did  Jefus  once  upon  me  fhine  ? 
Then  Jefus  is  for  ever  mine. 
>,       Unchangeable  his  will. 

Tho'  dark  may  be  my  frame  ; 
His  loving  heart  is  ftill 
Eternally  the  fame ; 
My  foul  thro'  many  changes  goes ; 
His  love  no  variation  knows. 


65.         SCRIPTURE  EOCTRINES> 

3  Thou  Lord,  wilt  carry  on, 
And  perfectly  perform 
The  work  thou  haft  begun 
In  me  a  finful  worm  ; 

Midft  all  my  fears,  and  fin  and  woe* 
Thy  Spirit  will  not  let  me  go. 

4  The  bowels  of  thy  grace 
At  firft  did  freely  move ; 
I  ftill  fhall  fee  thy  face, 
And  feel  that  God  is  love! 

Myfelf  into  thy  arms  I  caft ; 
Lord,  fave,  O  fave  my  foul  at  laft. 

LXV.     8.  7.  4.     Lewes  Tune. 
Tie  godly  Conftdcration  of  Eleilion  in  CHRIST 
comfortable. 
l   QONS  we  are,  through  God's  ele&ion, 
O  Who  in  Jefus  Chrifl  believe  : 
By  eternal  deftination, 

Sovereign  grace  we  here  receive : 
Lord,  thy  mercy 
Does  both  grace  and  glory  give. 
Z  Every  fallen  foul  by  finning, 
Merits  everlafting  pain ; 
But  thy  love  without  beginning, 

Has  reftor'd  thy  fons  again  ; 
Countlefs  millions 
Shall  in  life  through  Jefus  reign. 

3  Paufe,  my  foul !  adore  and  wonder ! 

Afk, "  O  why  fuch  love  to  me  ?,y 
Grace  hath  put  me  in  the  number 

Of  the  Saviour's  family  ; 
Hallelujah ! 
Thanks,  eternal  thanks  to  thee  ! 

4  Since  that  love  had  no  beginning, 

And  fhall  never  never  ceafe; 
Keep,  O  keep  me,  Lord,  from  finning ! 

Guide  me  in  the  way  of  peace ! 
Make  me  walk  in 
A 11  the  paths  of  holincf*. 


COVENANT    OF    GRACE.  66. 

When  I  quit  this  feeble  manfion, 

And  my  foul  returns  to  thee ; 
Let  the  power  of  thy  afcenfion 

Manifeft  itfelf  in  me  ; 
Thro'  thy  Spirit, 
Give  the  final  victory  ? 
When  the  angel  founds  the  trumpet ; 

When  my  foul  and  body  join  ; 
When  my  Saviour  comes  to  judgment, 

Bright  in  majeily  divine ; 
Let  me  triumph 
In  thy  righteoufnefs  as  mine. 
When  in  that  blefs'd  habitation, 

Which  my  God  has  fore-ordain'd  ; 
When  in  glory's  full  poffeffion, 

I  with  faints  and  angels  ftand  ; 
Free  Grace  only 

Shall  refound  thro'  Canaan's  land. 
LXVI.     6.  8.  4.     Leoni  Tune.  Oliver, 
The  Covenant  God. 

THE  God  of  Abram  praife, 
Who  reigns  enthron'd  above  : 
Ancient  of  everlafting  days, 
And  God  of  love  ! 
Jehovah,  great  I  Am ! 
By  earth  and  heaven  confefl, 
I  bow  and  blefs  the  facred  name, 
For  ever  blefs'd. 
,       The  God  of  Abram  praife, 
At  whofe  fupreme  command, 
From  earth  I  raife  and  feek  the  joys 
At  hisTight  hand. 
I'd  all  on  earth  forfake, 
Its  wifdom,  fame  and  power  : 
And  him  my  only  portion  make, 
My  fhield  and  tower. 
|       The  God  of  Abram  praife, 
Whofe  all-fufficient  grace 
P2 


66.  SCRIPTURE    DOCTRINE. 

Shall  guide  me  all  my  happy  days, 
In  all  his  ways  : 
He  calls  a  worm  his  friend ! 
He  calls  himfelf  my  God! 
And  he  fhall  fave  me  to  the  end, 
Thro'  Jefu's  blood. 

4  He  by  himfelf  has  fworn, 
I  on  his  o.ith  depend, 

I  Shalt,  on  eagles'  wings  up-borne, 
To  heaven  afcend ; 
I  (hall  behold  his  face, 
I  fhall  his  power  adore  ; 
And  fing  the  wonders  of  his  grace 
For  evermore  ! 

PART  II. 

5  Tho'  nature's  ftrength  decay, 
And  earth  and  hell  withftand  : 

To  Canaan's  bounds  I  urge  my  way 
At  Cod's  command  ; 
The  watery  deep  I  pafs, 
With  Jcfus  in  my  view, 
And  thro' the  howling  wildernefs 
My  way  purfue. 

6  The  goodly  land  1  fee, 
With  peace  and  plenty  bleft  ; 

The  land  of  facred  liberty, 
And  en  lilt  fs  reft. 
There  milk  and  honey  flow, 
And  oil  and  wine  abound  : 
And  trees  of  life  for  ever  grow, 
With  mercy  crown'd. 

7  Theie  dwells  the  Lord  our  king, 
The  Lord  our  right eoufncis  ; 

Triumphant  o'er  the  world  and  fin, 
1  he  prince  of  peace. 
On  Sion's  facred  height 
His  kingdom  ftill  maintains; 
And  glorious,  with  his  faints  in  light, 
For  ever  reigns. 


THE  COVENANT  OF  GRACE.     67, 
8       The  ranfom'd  nations  bow 
Before  the  Saviour's  face, 
Joyful  their  radiant  crowns  they  throw 
O'erweim'd  with  grace  : 
He  fhews  his  fears  of  love  ; 
They  kindle  to  a  flame. 
And  found  through  ail  the  worlds  above, 
"The  flaughter'dLamb." 
o,       The  whole  triumphant  hoft 
Give  thanks  to  God  on  high ; 
Hail,  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghoft  !" 

They  ever  cry. 
Hail  Abram's  God  and  mine 
I  join  the  heavenly  lays ; 
And  might  and  majefty  are  thine, 
And  endlefs  praife 
LXVII.    CM.   Dr.  Doddridge. 
Support  in  God's  Covenant  under  Trouble ', 
1  Sam.  xxiii.  5. 
x  TV /TY  God,  the  covenant  of  thy  love 
J\jL     Abides  for  ever  fure, 
And  in  its  matchlefs  grace  I  feel 
My  happinefs  fecure. 
a  What  tho'my  houfe  be  not  with  thee, 
As  nature  would  defire  ? 
To  nobler  joys  than  nature  gives. 
Thy  fervants  all  afpire. 

3  |fence  thou,  the  everlafting  God, 

My  father  art  become; 
Jefus  my  guardian  and  my  friend, 
And  heaven  my  final  home. 

4  I  welcome  all  thy  fov'reign  will, 

For  all  that  will  is  love : 
And  when  I  know  not  what  thou  doft, 
I  wait  the  light  above. 

5  Thy  covenant  the  laft  accent  claims 

Of  this  poor  faulfering  tongue  ; 
And  that  fhall  the  firft  notes  employ 
Of  my  celeftialfong. 


68,  69.  SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 

LXVI1I.      H2th  Scarboro'   Tune,     Bent- 
ley's  Col. 
Pleading  the  Covenant,  Pfalm  Ixxiv.  20. 

1  f^\  LORD  my  God,  whofe  fovereign  love 
V./    Is  ftill  the  fame,  nor  e'er  can  move ; 
Look  to  the  covenant,  and  fee. 

Has  not  thy  love  been  fhown  to  me? 
Remember  me  my  deareft  friend, 
And  love  me  always  to  the  end. 
Be  with  me  ftill,  as  heretofore, 

2  And  help  me  forward  more  and  more ; 
My  ftrong,  my  ftubborn  wriil  incline 
To  be  obedient  ftill  to  thine  : 

O  lead  me  by  thy  gracious  hand, 
And  guide  me  fafe  to  Canaan's  land. 

LXIX.     7      Bath  Abbey  Tune. 
Redeeming  Love. 
1    XT  OW  begin  the  heavenly  theme, 

Jl\    Sing  aloud  in  Jefu's  name  ; 

Ye  wbo  his  falvation  prove, 

Triumph  in  redemming  love. 
1  Ye,  who  fee  the  Father's  grace 

Beaming  in  the  Saviour's  face, 

As  to  Canaan  on  ye  move, 

Praife  and  blefs  redeeming  love. 

3  Mourning  fouls  dry  up  your  tears, 
Baniih  all  your  guilty  fears ; 

See  your  guilt  and  curfe  remove, 
Cancell'd  by  redeeming  love. 

4  Ye  alas !   who  long  have  been 
Willing  flaves  of  death  and  fin, 
Now  from  blifs  no  longer  rove, 
Stop  and  tafte  redeeming  love. 

5  Welcome  all  by  fin  oppreft, 
Welcome  to  his  facred  reft  ; 
Nothing  brought  him  from  above. 
Nothing  but  redeeming  love. 


REDEMPTION.  7&% 

7  He  fubdu'd  th'  infernal  powers, 
Thofe  tremendous  foes  of  ours, 
From  their  curfed  empire  drove  ; 
Mighty  in  redeeming  love. 

8  Hither,  then,  your  mufic  bring, 
Strike  aloud  each  cheerful  ftring, 
Mortals  join  thehofts  above, 
Join  to  praife  redeeming  love. 

LXX.     L.  M>     Steele. 

Redemption  by  drift  alone,  I  Pet.  i.  i8,  1 9. 

1  ITNSLAV'D  by  fin  and  bound  in  chains, 
■Ai  Beneath  its  dreadful  tyrant  fway, 
And  doomM  to  everlafting  pains, 

We  wretched,  guilty  captives  lay. 

2  Nor  gold  nor  gems  could  buy  our  peace; 
Nor  the  whole  world's  collected  ftore 
Suffice  to  purchafe  our  releafe  ; 

A  thoufand  worlds  were  all  too  poor. 

3  Jefus  the  Lord,  the  mighty  God, 
An  all-fufficient  ranfom  paid  : 
Invalued  price  !   his  precious  blood 
For  vile  rebellious  traitors  fhed. 

4  Jefus  the  facrifke  became 

To  refcue  guilty  fouls  from  hell ; 
The  fpotlefs,  bleeding,  dying  Lamb, 
Beneath  avening  juftice  fell. 

5  Amazing  goodnefs  !  love  divine  ! 
O  may  our  grateful  hearts  adore 
The  matchlefs  grace, nor  yield  to  fin, 
Nor  wear  its  cruel  fetters  more  ! 

6  Dtar  Saviour,  let  thy  love  purfue 
The  glorious  work  it  has  begun, 
Each  fecret  lurking  foe  fubdue, 
And  let  our  hearts  be  thine  alone. 

D3 


71,  72.  SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 

LXXI.     8.  7.  4-     Weftbury  Tunc.    F . 

Finijhed  Redemption. 
I  TTARK!  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 
A  A   Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary  ! 
See  !  it  rends  the  rocks  afunder. 

Shakes  the  earth  and  veils  the  Iky  ! 
"  It  is  finifh'd  ?" 
Hear  the  dying  Saviour  cry! 
a  It  is  finifh'd  ?  O  what  pleafure 

Do  thefe  charming  words  afford  ! 
Heavenly  blefiings  without  meafure, 

Flow  to  us  from  Cbrijt  the  Lord. 
It  is  finifh'd ! 
Saints  the  dying  words  record. 

3  Finifh'd,  all  the  types  and  fhadows 

Of  the  ceremonial  law  ! 
Finifh'd,  all  that  GWhad  promis'd  ; 

Death  and  hell  no  more  fhall  awe. 
It  is  finifh'd! 
Saincs,from  hence  your  comforts  draw. 

4  [Happy  fouls,  approach  the  table, 

Tafte  the  foul-reviving  food  ; 
Nothing  half  fo  fweet  and  pleafant 

As  the  Saviour's  flefh  and  blood. 
It  is  finifh'd ! 
Cbrlji  has  borne  the  heavy  load.] 

5  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  feraphs, 

Join  to  fing  the  pleating  theme ; 
All  on  earth  and  all  in  heaven, 

Join  to  praifc  Immanuej's  name  I 
Hallelujah! 

Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb  ! 
LXXH.     L.  M    Dr.  S.  Stennett. 
//  Is  Finijhed,  John  xix.  30. 
1  »npiS  finifh'd,  fo  the  Saviour  cried, 

X    And  meekly  bow'd  his  head  and  died, 


REDEMPTION.  73. 

*Tis  finifli'd — yes,  the  race  is  run, 
The  battle  fought  the  victory  won. 
a  'Tis  finifli'd — all  that  Heaven  decreed, 
And  all  the  ancient  prophets  faid 
Is  now  fu  fili'd,  as  was  defign'd, 
In  me  the  Saviour  of  mankind. 

3  '  i  is  finifli'd — Aaron  now  no  more 
Muft  ftain  his  robes  with  purple  gore ; 
The  facred  veil  is  rent  in  twain, 

And  Jewifli  rites  no  more  remain. 

4  'Tis  finifh'd — this  my  dying  groan 
Shall  fins  of  every  kind  atone : 
Millions  fhall  be  redeem  d  from  death, 
By  this,  my  laft  expiring  breath. 

5  'Tis  finifli'd — Heav'n  is  reconcil'd, 
And  all  the  powers  of  darknefs  fpoii'd  ; 
Peace,  love,  and  happinefs  again 
Return  and  dwell  with  finful  men. 

6  'Tis  finifli'd — let  the  joyful  found 

Be  heard  thro'  all  the  nations  round  : 

'Tis  finifli'd — let  the  echo  fly 

Thro'  heaven  and  hell,  thro'  earth  and  fky. 
LXXIII.     8.  Limefield  Tune.      D.  Turner. 
Gratitude  to  God  for  Redemption,  Eph.  i.  7-  II. 
I    QHALL  Jtfus  defcend  from  the  flcies, 

O   To  atone  for  our  fins  by  his  blood, 

And  fhall  we  fuch  goodnefs  defpife, 

And  rebels  ftill  be  to  our  God  ? 
3  [No  brute  could  e'er  be  fo  bafe  ! 

Shall  men  thus  ungrateful  then  prove  ? 

Forbid  it,  O  God  of  all  grace  ! 

Forbid  it,  thou  Spirit  of  love  ! 

3  The  devils  would  laugh  us  tofcorn, 
For  folly  fo  fhameful  as  this  ; 

O  let  us  to  GWthen  return, 

Sure  never  was  goodnefs  like  this.] 

4  He  fav'd  us,-or  we  had  been  loft, 

Nor  comfort,  nor  hope  had  e'er  known  ; 


74.         SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 

Yet  he  knew  this  falvation  would  cofl 
No  lefs  than  the  blood  of  his  Son. 

5  Thro'  him  we  forgivenefs  fhall  find, 
And  tafte  the  bleflings  of  peace, 

If  contrite  and  humbly  refign'd, 
We  truft  in  his  promifed  j^race. 

6  his  world  then  with  al  its  gay  joy, 

1  hat  its  thoufands  has  fnar'd  and  undone, 
May  tempt  but  fhal    never  deftroy, 
Whom  ye/us  has  mark'd  for  his  own. 

7  While  here  thro'  the  defert  we  ftray, 
Our  God  fhal  be  a  1  our  delight, 
Our  pi  lar  of  cloud  in  the  day  ; 
And  aifo  of  fire  in  the  night ; 

8  Till,  the  Jordan  of  death  fafely  pafs'd, 
We  land  on  the  heav'nly  fhore, 
Where  we  the  hid  manna  .uall  tafte, 
Nor  hunger  nor  thirft  any  more. 

9  And  there  while  his  glories  we  fee, 
And  feaft  on  the  joys  of  his  love, 
We  chang'd  to  his  likenefs  fhal  be, 
And  then  fhall  all  gratitude  prove. 

LXXIV.     8.  8.  6,     Chatham  Tune.  Top- 

LADY. 

Christ's  Atonement. 
3   (~\  THOU,  who  didft  thy  glory  leave, 
W  Apoftate  Tinners  to  receive, 

From  nature's  deadly  fah, 

If  thou  haft  bought  me  with  a  price, 

My  fins  againft  me  ne'er  fhail  rife, 

For  thou  haft  borne  them  all. 

2  And  waft    thou  punifh'd  in  my  ftead  ? 

Didft  thou  without  the  city  b.eed 

.'  o  expiate  my  ftain  ? 
On  earth  my  God  vouchfaf  d  to  dwell, 
And  made  of  infinite  avail 
The  fufferings  of  the  Man. 


ATONEMENT.  TS. 

3  Behold  him  for  tranfgreffors  given  ! 
Behold  the  incarnate  King  of  heaven 

For  us  his  foes  expire  ! 
Amaz'd  O  earth  the  tidings  hear! 
He  bore,  that  we  might  never  bear 

His  Father's  righteous  ire. 

4  Ye  faints,  the  man  of  forrows  blefs, 
The  Goa\  for  your  unrighteoufnefs, 

Deputed  to  atone  : 
Praife  'till,  with  all  the  ranfom'd  throng, 
Ye  ling  the  never  ending  fong, 

And  fee  him  on  his  throne. 

LXXV.      8.  7.     L.  H.  C. 
Gratitude  for  the  Atonement. 
I   TTAIL !   thou  once  defpiftd  Jefus, 
XI   Hail!  thou  Galilean  king ! 
Thou  didft  fuffer  to  releafe  us; 

Thou  didft  free  lalvation  bring. 
Hail,  thou  agonizing  Saviour, 

Bearer  of  our  fin  and  fhame  ! 
By  thy  merit  we  find  favour ; 

Life  is  given  thro'  thy  name, 
■7,  Pafchal  Lamb,  by  God  appointed, 

All  our  fins  on  thee  were  laid  : 
By  almighty  love  anointed, 

Thou  hail  full  atonement  made  : 
All  thy  people  are  forgiven, 

Thro'  the  virtue  of  thy  blood  : 
Open'd  is  the  gate  of  heaven ; 

Peace  is  made  twixt  man  and  Gvd, 
3   Jefiis,  hail,  enthron'd  in  glory, 

There  for  ever  to  abide ! 
All  the  heavenly  hofts  adore  thee, 

Seated  at  thy  Father's  fide  : 
There  for  fmners  thou  art  pleading, 

There  thou  doft  our  place  prepare  ; 
Ever  for  us  interceding, 

Till  in  glory  we  appear. 


76.  SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 

4   Worftiip,  honour,  power  and  bleffing 
1  hou  art  worthy  to  receive  ; 
Loudeft  praifes  without  ceafing, 

Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give  : 
Help,  ye  bright  angelic  fpirits  ! 

Bring  your  fweeteft,  nobleft  lays  ; 
Help  to  ling  our  Saviour's  merits ; 
Help  to  chant  ImmanueVs  praife. 

LXXVI.     7. 
Pleading  the  Atonement,  Pfafm  lxxxiv.  < 
x  Tj^ATHER,  God,  who  feeft  in  me 
JL     Only  fin  and  mifery, 
Turn  to  thy  anointed  One, 
Look  on  thy  beloved  Son  ; 
Him,  and  then  the  finner  fee : 
Lodk  thro'  Jefus*  wounds  on  me. 

2  Heavenly  Father,  Lord  of  all, 
Hear,  and  fhow  thou  hear'ft  my  call: 
Bow  thine  ear,  in  mercy  bow, 
Smile  on  me  a  finner  now  ! 

Now  the  ftone  to  fiefh  convert ; 
Caft  a  look  and  melt  my  heart, 

3  Lord  I  cannot  let  thee  go, 

1  ill  a  bleffing  thou  beftow  ; 
Hear  my  advocate  divine, 
Lo !  to  his,  my  fait  I  join, 
Join'd  with  his,  it  cannot  fail : 
Let  me  now  with  thee  prevail ! 

4  Turn  from  me  thy  glorious  eyes 
To  his  bloody  facrifice, 

To  the  full  atonement  made, 
To  the  utmoft  ranfom  paid  ; 
And,  if  mine,  thro*  him  thou  art. 
Speak  thy  mercy  to  my  heart, 
c   Jesus,  anfwer  from  above  ; 
Is  not  all  thy  nature  love  ? 
Pity  from  thine  eye  let  fall ; 
Biefs  me  whilft  on  thro  1  call ; 


ATONEMENT.  5%  78. 

-Ami  thine,  them  Son  of  God? 
Take  the  purchafe  of  thy  blood. 
6  Father,  fee  the  victim  flain, 
Offer'd  up  for  guilty  man  ; 
Hear  his  blood's  prevailing  cry; 
Let  thy  bowels  then  reply  ; 
Then  thro'  him  the  finner  fee  ; 
1  hen,  in  Jefus,  look  on  me  ! 

LXXVII.     C.  M.   Toplady's  Collection. 

Efficacious  Grace,  Pfalm  xlv.   3— -J. 
i    T  1  AIL  !  mighty  Je/us,  how  divine 
XTJL    Is  thy  victorious  fword  ! 
The  ftouteft  rebel  mnft  refign, 
At  thy  commanding  word. 
a  Deep  are  the  wounds  thy  arrows  give  ; 
They  pierce  the  hardeft  heart  : 
Thy  fmiles  of  grace  the  flain  revive, 
And  joy  fucceeds  to  fmart. 

3  Still  gird  thy  fword  upon  thy  thigh, 

Ride  with  majeftic  fway  : 
Go  forth,  fweet  prince,  triumphantly, 
And  make  thy  foes  obey. 

4  And  when  thy  victories  are  complete  ; 

When  all  the  chofen  race 
Shall  round  the  throne  of  glory  meet, 
To  ling  thy  conquering  grace; 

5  O  may  my  humble  foul  be  found 

Among  that  favour'd  band  ! 
And  I,  with  them,  thy  praife  will  found 
Throughout  ImmanueVs  land. 
LXXVIII.     L.  M. 
the  Conner/ton  of  Zacchevs,  Luke  xix.  I — IO. 
I   /~\NCE  as  the  Saviour  pafs'd  along, 
\J    Zaccheus  fain  the  Lord  would  fee ; 
Of  ftatute  fmall  to  'fcape  the  throng, 
He  ran  before,  and  climb 'd  a  tree, 


79*        SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 

%  As  the  ornnifcient  Lord  drew  nigh, 
Upward  he  look'd  and  faw  him  there; 
"  Zaccheus  haften  down  for  I 
*'  Muft  be  thy  gueft  to-day,  prepare. 

3  "  To  day,"  the  pardoning  Saviour  cries, 
"  Salvation  to  thy  houfe  is  come, 

"  On  wings  of  fov'reign  love  it  flies  ; 
"  Go  tell  the  blifsful  news  at  home." 

4  Lord  look  on  fouls  that  gaze  around, 
To  every  liftening  {inner  fpcak; 
Now  may  the  ancient  love  abound, 
From  every  feat  a  captive  take. 

5  Sinners,  make  hafte  our  God  to  meet. 
Come  to  the  feaft  his  love  prepares; 
The  loft  are  fought  and  fav'd,  how  fweet ! 
And  not  the  righteous,  Cbtijl  declares. 

6  Say,  what  are  ye  come  out  to  view  ; 
"Jefus  who  once  for  linners  died  ? 

O  hear  the  Saviour's  voice  to  you, 
"  Caft  finful,  righteous  felf  afide." 
1  Lord,  wilt  thou  ftoop  to  be  my  gueft  ? 
Doft  thou  invite  thee  to  my  home  ? 
Welcome  dear  Saviour,  to  my  breaft, 
To-day  let  thy  falvation  come. 

LXXIX.     C.  M. 
-Toe  lojl  Sheep  found;  or,  Joy  in  Hta-ven  on  the  Con- 

verfton  of  a  Sir.mr,  Luke  XV.  3    4. 
x   TTTHENfome  kind  fhepherd  from  his  fold, 
W     Has  loft  a  ftraying  fheep, 
Through  vales  o'er  hills,  he  anxious  roves, 
And  climbs  the  mountain's  fteep. 
a  But  O  the  joy  !  the  tranfport  fweet ! 
"When  he  the  wanderer  finds  : 
Up  in  his  arms  he  takes  the  charge, 

And  to  his  fhouldcr  binds. 
H  omeward  he  haftes  to  tell  his  joys, 
And  make  his  blifs  complete  ; 


REGENERATION.  80. 

The  neighbours  hear  the  news,  and  all 
The  joyful  fhepherd  greet. 

4  Yet  how  much  greater  is  r.he  joy- 
When  but  one  finner  turns; 

When  the  poor  wretch  with  broken  heart, 
His  fins  and  errors  mourns  ! 

5  Pleas'd  with  the  news,  the  fah.ts  below, 
In  fongs  their  tongues  employ; 

Beyond  the  fkies  the  tidings  go, 
And  heaven  is  fiU'd  with  joy. 

6  Well-pkas'd  the  Father  fees  and  hears 
The  confeious  firmer  weep  ; 

ye/us  receives  him  in  his  arms, 
And  owns  him  for  his  fheep. 

7  Nor  angels  can  their  joys  contain, 
But  kindle  with  new  fire ; 

"  A  wanderingjheep's  return'd,"  they  fing, 
And  flrike  the  founding  lyre. 
LXXX.     CM.     Dr.  S,  Stennett. 
The  converted  Tb?ef,  Luke  xxiii.  42. 
I      A   Son  the  crofs  the  Saviour  hung. 
_LjL   And  wept,  and  bled,  and  dy'd, 
He  pour'd  falvation  on  a  wretch 
That  languifh'd  at  his  fide, 
a  His  crimes  with  inward  grief  and  fhame, 
The  penitent  confefs'd ; 
Then  turn'd  his  dying  eyes  to  CLrift, 
And  thus  his  prayer  addrefs'd  : 

3  "  Jefus>  thou  Son  and  heir  of  Heaven, 
"  Thou  fpotlefs  Lamb  of  God, 

"  I  fee  thee  bath'd  in  fweat  and  tears, 
"  And  welt  ring  in  thy  blood. 

4  "  Yet  quickly  from  thefe  fcenes  of  woe 
"  Tn  triumph  thou  fhalt  rife, 

"  Burft  thro'  the  gloomy  fhades  of  death, 
"  And  fhine  above  the  fkies. 

5  "  Amid  the  glories  of  that  world, 
**  Dear  Saviour,  think  on  mc  : 


81,82.    SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 

"  And  in  the  vicYries  of  thy  death 
"  Let  me  a  fharer  be." 
6  His  prayer  the  dying  Jefus  hears, 
And  inftant  y  replies. 
u  To-day  thy  parting  foul  fhall  be 
"With  me  in  paradife." 

*LXXXI.     S.  M.    Dr.  Doddridge. 

Vital  Union  to  Christ  in  Regeneration. 
I  Cor.  vi.  17. 

1  TT\E  \R  Saviour,  we  are  thine, 
JL/    By  everlafting  bonds  : 

Our  names,  our  hearts  we  would  refign, 
Our  fouls  are  in  thy  hands. 

2  To  thee  we  ftill  would  c'eave 
With  ever  growing  zeal; 

If  millions  tempt  us  Cbrift  to  leave, 
O  ;et  them  ne'er  prevail. 

3  Thy  Spirit  fhall  unite 

Our  fous  to  thee  our  head  ; 
Shad  form  us  to  thy  image  bright, 
That  we  thy  paths  way  tread. 

4  Death  may  our  fou.s  divide 
From  thefe  abodes  of  clay ; 

But  love  fhall  keep  us  near  thy  fide 
Through  all  the  gloomy  way. 

5  Since  Cbrift  and  we  are  one, 

Why  fhould  we  doubt  or  fear  ? 
If  he  in  heaven  hath  fix'd  his  throne, 
He'd  fix.  his  members  there. 

LXXXII.    L.  M.  Dr.  S.  Stennett. 
Praife  to  Gob  for  renewing  Grace. 
I  rT",0  God,  my  Saviour  and  my  king, 

X     Fain  would  my  foul  her  tribute  bring 
Join  me,  ye  faints,  in  fongs  of  praife, 
For  ye  have  known  and  felt  his  grace, 


JUSTIFICATION.  83. 

*  Wretched  and  helplefs  once  I  lay, 
J  uft  breathing  all  my  life  away ; 
He  faw  me  welt'ring  in  my  blood, 
And  felt  the  pity  of  a  God. 

3  With  fpeed  he  flew  to  my  relief, 

Bound  up  my  wounds  and  footh'd  my  grief; 
Pour'd  joys  divine  into  my  heart, 
And  bade  each  anxious  fear  depart. 

4  Thefe  proof*  of  love,  my  deareft  Lord, 
Deep  in  my  breaft  1  will  record : 
The  life  which  I  from  thee  receive, 
To  thee,  behold,  I  freely  give. 

5  My  heart  and  tongue  mall  tune  thy  praife, 
Thro'  the  remainder  of  my  days : 

And  when  I  join  the  powers  above, 

My  foul  fhall  better  fing  thy  love. 

LXXXIII.     L.  M. 

Human  Righteoufnefs  infujftcieiit  to  jujiify, 

Mic.  vi.  6 — 8. 

TT7  HEREWITH  O  Lord,  mail  I  draw 

Or  bow  myfelf  before  thy  face  ? 
How  in  thy  purer  eyes  appear  ? 
What  fhall  I  bring  to  gain  thy  grace  ? 
Will  gifts  delight  the  Lord  moft  high  ? 
Will  multiply'd  oblations  ph-afe  ? 
Thoufands  of  rams  his  favor  buy, 
Or  flaughter'd  millions  e'er  appeafe  ? 
Can  thefe  affuage  the  wrath  of  God9 
Can  thefe  wafh  out  the  guilty  ftain  ? 
Rivers  of  oil,  or  feas  of  biood, 
Alas  !  they  all  muft  flow  in  vain. 
I  What  have  I  then  wherein  to  truft  ? 
I  nothing  have,  I  nothing  am  ; 
Excluded  is  my  every  boaft, 
My  glory  fwallow'd  up  in  fhame. 
Guilty  I  ftand  before  thy  face ; 
My  fole  defert,  is  hell  and  wrath  ; 


84,  85.    SCRIPTURE    DOCTRINES. 

'Twere  juft  the  fentence  fhould  take  place, 
But  O,  I  plead  my  Saviour's  death  ! 
6  I  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son, 
Who  died  for  finners  on  the  tree ; 
I  plead  his  righteoufnefs  alone, 
O  put  the  fpotlefs  robe  on  me. 

LXXXIV.  L.  M.  Leeds  Tune.  Madin's  Col. 

Imputed  Righteoufnefs. 

Jer.  xxiii.  6.     Ifa.  xlv.  24. 

I    TESUS,  thy  blood  and  righteoufnefs 
«|    My  beauty  are,  my  glorious  drefs ; 
Midi!  flaming  worlds  in  thefe  aray'd, 
With  joy  fliall  I  lift  up  my  head. 

a  When  from  the  duft  of  death  I  rife 
To  cake  my  manfion  in  the  fkies, 
E'en  then  fhall  this  be  all  my  plea, 
"  J  efts  hath  liv'd  and  dy'd  for  me." 

3  Bold  fhall  I  ftand  in  that  great  day, 
For  who  aught  to  my  charge  fhall  lay  ? 
While  thro'  thy  blood  abfolv'd  I  am, 
From  fin's  tremendous  curfe  and  fhame. 

4  Thus  Abraham  the  friend  of  God, 
Thus  all  the  armies  bought  with  blood, 
Saviour  of  finners  thee  proclaim, 
Sinners  of  whom  the  chief  I  am. 

5  This  fpotlefs  robe  the  fame  appears 
When  ruin'd  nature  finks  in  years : 
No  age  can  change  its  glorious  hue> 
The  robe  of  Cbrift  is  ever  new. 

t  O  !  let  the  dead  now  hear  thy  voice, 
Bid,  Lord,  thy  banifh'd  ones  rejoice, 
Their  beauty  this,  their  glorious  drefs, 
Jefus  the  Lord  our  righteoufnefs. 
LXXXV,  nath.  President  Davies. 
The  fardoning  God,  Micah  vii.   1 8. 
I   (~^\  REAT  God  of  wonders  !  all  thy  ways 
VJ"   A,re  matchlefs,  godlike,  and  divine  ; 


PARDON.  86, 

But  the  fair  glories  of  thy  grace 
More  godlike  and  unrivall'd  fhine  ; 
Who  is  a  pardoning  God  like  thee  ? 
Or  who  has  grace  fo  rich  and  free  ? 
Crimes  of  fuch  horror  to  forgive, 
Such  guilty  daring  worms  to  fpare, 
This  is  thy  grand  prerogative, 
And  none  fliall  in  the  honour  {hare. 
Who  is  a  pardoning  God  like  thee  ? 
Or  who  has  grace  fo  rich  and  free  ? 
Angels  and  men,  refign  your  claim 
To  pity,  mercy,  love  and  grace ; 
Thefe  glories  crown  Jehovah's  name 
With  an  incomparahle  blaze. 
Who  is  a  pardoning  God  like  thee  ? 
Or  who  has  grace  fo  rich  and  free  ? 
In  wonder  loft,  with  trembling  joy, 
We  take  the  pardon  of  our  God, 
Pardon,  for  crimes  of  deepeft  dye, 
A  pardon  feal'd  with  Jefus  blood. 
Who  is  a  pardoning  God  like  thee  ? 
Or  who  has  grace  fo  rich  and  free  ? 
O  imy  this  ftrange,  this  matchlefs  grace, 
This  godlike  miracle  of  love 
Fill  the  wide  earth  with  grateful  praife, 
And  all  the  angelic  choirs  above  S 
Who  is  a  pardoning  God  like  thee  ? 
Or  who  has  grace  fo  rich  and  free  ? 

LXXXVI.     C.  M.     Steele. 
Pardoning  Love,  Jer.  iii.  1%.  Kof.  xiv.  4. 

HOW  oft,  alas!  this  wretched  heart 
Has  wander'd  from  the  Lord  ! 
How  oft  my  roving  thoughts  depart, 

Forgetful  of  his  word  ! 
Yet  fov'reign  mercy  calls,  "  Return  ;" 
Dear  Lord,  and  may  I  come  ! 


87.         SCRIPTURE   DOCTRINES. 
My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn  ; 
O  take  the  wanderer  home. 

3  And  canft  thou,  wilt  thou  yet  forgive, 

And  bid  my  crimes  remove  ? 
And  fhall  a  pardon'd  rebel  live 
To  fpeak  thy  wonderous  love  J 

4  Almighty  grace,  thy  healing  power 

How  glorious,  how  divine  ! 
Th.it  caa  to  life  and  blifs  reftore 
So  vile  a  heart  as  mine. 

5  Thy  pardoning  love,  fo  free,  fo  fweet, 

Dear  Saviour,  I  adore  ; 
O  keep  me  at  thy  facred  feet, 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 

LXXXVII.    L.  M.     Dr.  Gibbons. 

Divine  Forgiven  e/s,  Luke  vii.  47. 

1   T^ORGIVENfiSS  !  'tis  a  joyful  found 
JL     To  malefactors  doom'd  to  die  : 
Puhlifh  the  blif*  the  world  around; 
Ye  feraphs,  fhout  it  from  the  flcy  ! 

%  'Tis  the  rich  gifts  of  love  divine  ; 
Tis  fulijOur-meafuring  every  crime; 
Unc  ouded  fhall  its  glories  fhine, 
And  never  feel  a  change  by  time. 

3  Our  fins  umiumber'd  as  the  fand, 
And  like  the  mountains  for  their  fize, 
The  feas  of  fovereign  grace  expand, 
The  feas  of  fovereign  grace  arife. 

4  For  this  ftupendous  love  of  heaven 
What  grateful  honours  fhall  we  fhow  ? 
Where  much  tranfgreffion  is  forgiven 
Let  love  in  equal  ardors  glow. 

5  By  this  infpir'd,  let  all  our  days 
With  various  holinefs  be  crown'd  ; 

Let  trurh  and  goodnefs,  prayer  and  praife 
In  all  abide,  in  all  abound. 


PARDON.  88,  89. 

LXXXVIII.  S.  M.  Dr.  Watts'sLyr.  Poems. 
ConfeJJton  and  Pardon,  i  John  i.  9.  Prov,  xxviii.  1 3. 
I        "A  VTY  forrows  like  a  flood, 
X\JL  Impatient  of  reftraint, 
Into  thy  boibm,  O  my  God, 
Pour  out  a  long  complaint. 
1       This  impious  heart  of  mine, 
Could  once  defy  the  Lord, 
Could  rufh  with  violence  on  to  fin, 
In  prefence  of  thy  fword. 

3  How  often  have  I  flood 
A  rebel  to  the  Ikies, 

And  yet,  and  yet,  O  matchlefs  grace ! 
Thy  thunder  filent  lies. 

4  O  Shall  I  never  feel 

The  meltings  of  thy  love  ? 

Am  I  of  fuch  hell-harden'd  ft  eel 

That  mercy  cannot  move  ? 

5  O'ercome  by  dying  love, 
Here  at  thy  crofs  I  lie  ; 

And  throw  my  flefh,  my  foul,  my  all, 
And  weep,  and  love,  and  die. 

6  "  Rife,"  fays  the  Saviour,  "  rife, 
"  Behold  my  wounded  veins  ; 

M  Here  flows  a  facred  crimfon  flood, 

"  To  wafh  away  thy  ftains." 
j       See  God  is  reconcil'd  ! 

Behold  his  fmiling  face  ! 
Let  joyful  cherubs  cap  their  wings, 

And  found  aloud  his  grace. 

LXXXIX.    CM.    Dr. Doddridge. 
Pardon fpoken  by  Chrtst,  Matt.  ix.  3, 
1   "11  /TY  Saviour,  let  me  hear  thy  voice 
JLVX  Pronounce  the  words  of  peace  ! 
And  all  my  warmeft  powers  fhall  join 
To  celebrate  thy  grace. 


90.         SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 

1  With  gentle  fmiles  call  me  thy  child, 

/  nd  fpeak  my  fins  forgiv'n  ; 

The  accents  mild  fhall  charm  mine  ear 

All  like  the  harps  of  heaven. 

3  Cheerful,  where'er  thy  hand  fhal.  lead, 

■  he  darkeft  path  I'll  trea^  ; 
Cheerful  I'll  quit  thefe  mortal  mores, 
And  mingle  with  the  dead. 

4  When  dreadful  guilt  is  done  away, 

No  other  fears  we  know ; 
Th?t  hand,  which  fcatters  pardons  down, 
Shall  crowns  of  life  beftow. 

XC.     L.  M.     Stogdom. 
God  ready  to  f of  give  ;    or,  D  ef pair  Jin ful. 
r    "\T7^^AT  mean  thei'e  jealoufies  and  fears  ? 
VV     As  if  the  Lord  was  loath  to  fave, 
Or  lov'd  to  fee  us  drench 'd  in  tears, 
And  fink  with  forrow  to  the  grave  ? 
a  Does  he  want  fl  >ves  to  grace  his  throne  ? 
Or  rues  he  by  an  iron  rod  ? 
Loves  he  the  deep  defpairing  groan  ? 
Is  he  a  tyrant,  or  a  God? 

3  Not  all  rhe  fins  which  we  have  .wrought, 
So  much  his  tender  bowels  grieve, 

As  this  unkind,  injurious  thought. 
That  he's  unwilling  to  forgive. 

4  What  tho'  our  crimes  are  black  as  night, 
Or  glowing  ike  the  crimfon  morn, 
Immaftuets  biood  wiil  make  them  white 
As  fnow  thro'  the  pure  azure  borne. 

5  Lord,  'tis  amazing  grace  we  own, 
And  well  may  rebel- worms  furprife, 
But  was  not  thy  incarnate  Son 

A  moft  amazing  facrifice  ? 

6  "  I've  found  a  ranfom,"  fai'h  the  Lordt 
"  No  humble  penitent  fhall  die  ;" 
Lord,  we  wou  d  now  believe  thy  word, 
And  thy  unbounded  mercies  try  ! 


ADOPTION  91,92, 

XCl.     8.  6.  8.     Ewell  Tune.  Cruttenden. 
Adoption,  I  John  iii.  i — 3. 

1  [  '  ET  others  boaft  their  ancient  line 
I  j   In  long  fucceffion  great : 

In  the  proud  lift  let  heroes  fhine, 
And  monarch's  fwell  the  ftate  ; 

Defcended  from  the  King  of  Kings, 

Each  faint  a  nobler  title  fings. 

2  Pronounce  me,  gracious  God,  thy  fon, 
Own  me  an  heir  di  vine  : 

I'll  pity  princes  on  the  throne, 

When  I  can  call  thee  mine  : 
Sceptres  and  crowns  unenvied  rife, 
And  lofe  their  luftre  in  mine  eyes. 

Content,  obfeure  I  pafs  my  days. 

To  all  I  meet  unknown, 

And  wait  cill  thou  thy  child  fhalt  raife, 

And  feat  me  near  thy  throne ; 
No  name,  no  honours  here  I  crave, 
Well  pleas'd  with  thofe  beyond  the  grave. 

Jefus  my  elder  brother,  lives, 

With  him  I  too  fhall  reign  ; 

Nor  fin,  nor  death,  while  he  furvives, 

Shall  make  the  promife  vain  : 
In  him  my  title  (lands  fecure, 
And  lhali  while  endlefs  years  endure. 

When  he,  in  robes  divinely  bright, 

Shall  once  again  appear, 

Thou  too,  my  foul  fhalt  fhine  in  light, 

And  his  full  image  bear  : 

Enough  ! 1  wait  th   appointed  day, 

Blefs'd  Saviour,  hafte,  and  come  away  1 
XCII.     CM.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
Abba  Father,  Gal.  iv  6 

SOVEREIGN  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 
Allow  my  humble  claim ; 
E 


93.         SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 

Nor,  while  a  worm  would  raife  its  head, 

Difdain  a  Father's  name, 
a  My  Father  God  /  how  fweet  the  found  ! 

How  tender,  and  how  dear ! 
Not  all  the  harmony  of  heaven 

Could  fo  delight  the  ear. 

3  Come  facred  Spirit,  feal  the  name 

On  my  expiring  heart ; 
And  fhew,  that  in  Jehovah's  grace 
I  ihare  a  fual  part. 

4  Cheer'd  by  a  fignal  fo  divine, 

Unwavering  I  believe : 
Ard  AbLa,  Father,  humbly  cry, 
Nor  can  the  fign  deceive. 

XC1II.     CM.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
SfrtBg  liberty  given  by  CHRIST,  John  viii.  36. 
j   TT ARK  !  for  'tis  God's  own  Son  that  calls 
JlJL  To  life  and  liberty  ; 
Tranfportcd  fall  before  hi*  feet, 

Who  make  5  the  prifoners  free. 
•   The  cruel  bonds  of  fin  he  breaks, 

And  breaks  old  faian's  chain; 
Smiling  he  deals  thofe  pardons  round, 

Which  free  from  endlefs  pain. 

3  Into  the  captive  heart  he  pours 

His  Spirit  from  on  high  ; 
Ws  lofe  the  terrors  oftheflave, 
And  Alba,  Father  cry. 

4  Shake  off  your  bonds,  and  fing  his  grace  ; 

The  finner's  friend  proclaim  ; 
And  call  on  ah  around  to  feek 
True  freedom  by  his  name. 

5  Walk  pn  at  large,  till  you  attain 

Your  Father's  houfe  above : 
There  {ball  you  wear  immortal  crowns, 
And  fing  immortal  love. 


ADOPTION.  94<. 

XCIV.     73.     Georgia  Tune.  Humphreys. 
The  Privileges  of  the  Sons  o/"God. 
I   T>LESSED  are  the  ions  of  God, 

JD  They  are  bought  with  Jefus*s  blood, 

They  are  ranfom'd  from  the  grave, 

Life  eternal  they  mall  have, 

Wih  them  number'd  may  we  be, 

Now  and  thro'  eternity  ! 

God  did  love  them  in  his  Son, 

Long  before  the  world  begun  ; 

They  the  i'eal  of  this  receive 

When  on  Jefus  they  believe. 

With  them,  &c. 

They  are  juftify'd  by  grace, 

They  enjoy  a  folid  peace ; 

All  their  fins  are  wafh'd  away, 

They  fhal  ftand  in  God's  great  day 

With  them,  &c. 

1  hey  produce  the  fruits  of  grace, 

In  the  works  of  righteoufnefs ! 

Born  of  God  they  hate  all  fin, 

God's  pure  feed  remains  within. 

With  them,  &c. 

They  have  fellowlhip  with  God 

Thro'  the  Mediator's  blood ; 

One  with  God,  thro'  Jefus  one, 

Glory  is  in  them  begun. 

With-  them,  &c. 

Thro'  they  fuffer  much  on  earrh, 

Stangers  to  the  worldings  mirth, 

Yet  they  have  an  inward  joy, 

Pleafures  which  can  never  cloy, 

With  them,  &c. 

They  alone  are  truly,  bleft, 

Heirs  of  God,  joint  heirs  with  drift; 

They  with  love  and  peace  are  fill'd, 

They  are  by  his  Spirit  feal'd : 

With  them  number'd  may  we  be, 

Now  and  thro'  eternity ! 


VS.         SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 

XCV.     L.  M.     Dr.  Stennett. 

Cbrijllans  the  Sons  of  God,  John  i.  IZ, 
i  John  hi.  i. 
I    \T OT  all  the  nobles  of  the  earth, 

l^i    Who  boaft  the  honours  of  their  birth, 

Such  real  dignity  can  claim, 

-A  s  thofe  who  bear  the  Chriflian  name. 
a  To  them  the  privilege  is  giv'n 

To  be  the  fons  and  heirs  of  heaven  ; 

Sons  of  the  God  who  reigns  on  high, 

And  heirs  of  joy  beyond  the  fky. 

3  [On  them,  a  happy  chofen  race, 
Their  Father  pours  his  richeft  grace: 
To  them  his  counfels  he  imparts, 
And  ftamps  his  image  on  their  hearts. 

4  1  heir  infant  cries,  their  tender  age, 
His  pity  and  his  love  engage : 

He  clafps  them  in  his  arms,  and  there 
Secures  them  with  parental  care.] 

5  His  will  he  makes  them  early  know. 
.And  teaches  their  young  feet  to  go : 
Whifpers  inftruclion  to  their  minds, 
And  on  their  hearts  his  precepts  binds. 

6  When  thro'  temptation  they  rebel, 
His  chaft'ning  rod  he  makes  them  feel ; 
1  hen  with  a  father's  tender  heart, 

He  foothes  the  pain,  and  heals  the  fmart. 

7  1  heir  daily  wants  his  hands  fupply, 
Their  fteps  he  guards  with  watchful  eye, 
Leads  them  from  earth  to  heaven  above, 
And  crowns  them  with  eternal  love, 

8  If  I've  the  honour,  Lor  J,  to  be 
One  of  this  num'rous  family, 
On  me  the  gracious  gift  beftovv, 
1  o  call  thee  Abba,  Father !  too. 

9  So  may  my  conduct  ever  prove 
My  filial  piety  and  love  ! 


COMMUNION  WITH  GOD.    96,  97. 
Whilft  all  my  brcathren  c  early  trace 
1  heir  Father's  likenefs  in  my  face. 
XCVI.     S.  M      Dr.  Doddridge. 
Communion  ivith  God  and  Christ,  l  John  i,  3. 

1  /^UR  heavenly  Father  calls, 
\^J   And  Chriji  invites  us  near ; 

With  both  our  friendfhip  fhali  be  fweet, 
And  our  communion  dear. 

2  Cod  pities  all  our  griefs ; 
He  pardons  every  day  ; 

Almighty  to  protect  our  fouls, 
And  wife  to  guide  our  way. 

3  How  large  his  bounties  are  \ 
What  various  {lores  of  good 

Diffns'd  from  our  Redeemer's  hand, 
And  purchas'dwith  his  blood? 

4  Jefus,  our  living  head, 
We  blefs  thy  faithful  care ; 

Our  advocate  before  rhe  throne, 
And  our  forerunner  there. 
J       Here  fix,  my  roving  heart! 
Here  wait,  my  warmeft  love ! 
Till  the  communion  be  complete 
In  nobler  fcenes  aboveT 

XCVII.     L.  M.     Beddome. 
Defiling  Communion  ivith  GoDi 
Y  rifing  foul  with  ftrong  defires, 
To  perfect  happinefs  afpires, 
With  fteady  fteps  would  tread  the  road, 
That  leads  to  heaven,  that  leads  to  Cod» 
I  thirft  to  drink  unmingledlove, 
From  the  'pure  fountain  head  above, 
My  dec  reft  Lord,  I  long  to  be 
Empry'd  of  fin,  and  full  of  thee. 
For  thee  I  pant,  for  thee  I  burn, 
Aft  thou  withdrawn  ?  again  return, 
Nor  let  me  be  the  fir  it  to  fay, 
Thou  wilt  not  hear  when  finners  pray, 
e2 


98,  99.    SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 
XCVIII.      C.  M.    Cowper. 

Walking  ivith  God,  Gen.  v.  24. 
I   (~\  FOR  a  clofer  walk  with  God, 
\^Jr    A  calm  an«i  heaven. y  frame; 
A  light  to  fhine  upon  the  road 
-  hat  leads  me  to  the  Lamb  ! 
1  Where  is  the  bltffednefs  1  knew 
When  fir  ft  I  faw  \  he  Lor,  ? 
Where  is  the  foul-refrefhmg  view 
Of  Jefus,  and  his  word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  rhen  enjoy 'd  ! 

How  fweet  their  memory  ltili ! 
But  now  I  find  an  aching  void, 
\  he  world  can  never  fill, 

4  Return,  O  hoiy  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  meffenger  of  reft  ! 
I  hate  the  fins  that  made  thee  mcurn 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breaft. 

5  1  Be  deareft  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  he, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne. 
And  worfhip  only  thee. 

6  So  fiiall  my  walk  be  clofe  with  Got/, 

Calm  and  fertile  my  frame; 

So  purer  light  ihall  mark  the  road 

That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

XCIX.     C.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Sermons. 

0  that  I  kveto  'where  T  might  find  him  ;  or,  Sins  and 

Sorrows  laid  before  GoD,  Job  xxiii.  3,  4. 

1  /^  THAT  I  knew  the  fecret  place, 
V_y   Where  I  might  find  my  God! 
I'd  fpread  my  wants  before  his  face, 

And  pour  my  woes  abroad. 

2  T'd  tell  him  how  my  fins  arife. 

What  forrows  I  fuftain  : 


SANCTIS  1CTAI0N.  1C»_\ 

How  grace  decays  and  comfort  dies, 
nd  leaves  my  heart  in  pain. 

3  He  knows  what  arguments  I'd  take 

~  o  wreftle  with  my  God; 
I'd  plead  for  his  own  mercy's  fake, 
And  for  my  Saviour's  blood. 

4  My  Gcd  will  pity  my  complaints, 

And  heaj  my  broken  bones ; 
He  takes  the  meaning  of  his  faints, 
The  language  of  their  groans. 

5  Arife,  my  foul,  from  deep  diftrefs, 

And  banifh  every  fear ; 
He  calls  thee  to  his  throne  of  grace, 
To  fpread  thy  forrows  there. 

C.     C.  M.    Dr.  Watts's  Lvric  Poems. 
SanBljication  and  Pardon. 
I  TTTHERE  fhall  we  finners  hide  our  heads, 
VV     Can  rocks  or  mountains  fave  ? 
Or  fhall  we  wrap  us  in  the  fhades 
Of  midnight  and  the  grave  ? 
a  Is  there  no  fhelter  from  the  eye 
Of  a  revenging  God? 
Jefus,  to  thy  dear  wounds  we  fly, 
Bedew  us  with  thy  blood. 

3  Thofc  guardian  drops  our  fouls  fecure, 

And  wafh  away  our  fin  ; 
Eternal  juftice  frowns  no  more, 
And  confcience  fmiles  within. 

4  We  blefs  that  won'drous  purple  flream 

That  cleanfes  every  frain  ; 
Yet  are  our  fouls  but  half  redeem'd 
If  fin,  the  tyrant,  reign. 

5  Lord,  blaft  his  empire  with  thy  breath, 

That  curfed  throne  muft  fall ; 
Ye  flattering  plagues,  that  work  on  death, 
Fly,  for  we  hate  you  all, 


101,102.    SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 

CI.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddr'doe. 
Abundant  Life  by  CHB.IST  our  Sbepheid.  John  x.  to. 
I     f?  RAISE  to  our  Shepherd's  gracious  name 

JL      Who  on  fo  kind  an  errand  came  ; 

Came,  that  by  him  his  flock  ihould  live, 

And  more  abundant  life  receive, 
a   Haii,  great  Immanuel  from  above, 

High  feated  on  thy  throne  of  love  .' 

O  pour  the  vital  torrent  down, 

Thy  people's  joy,  tneir  Lord's  renown. 

3  Scarce  half  a  wre  we  figh  and  cry  ; 
Scarce  raife  to  rhee  our  languid  eye  ; 
Kind  Saviour,  let  our  dying  liate 
Compaffion  in  thy  heart  create. 

4  The  Shepherd's  blood  the  fheep  mull  heal ; 
O  may  we  all  its  influence  feel ! 

rJ  iii  inward  deep  experience  fhow, 
Chriji  can  begin  a  heaven  below. 

CII.     S.  M.     Dr.  S,  Stennett. 
The  Leper  healed ;    or,  SanSiifcation  implored^ 
Matt.  viii.  2,  5. 
j        T>EHOLD  the  lep'rou*  Jew, 

_D   Opprefs'd  with  pain  and  grief. 
Pouring  his  tears  at  J^fus  feet, 
For  pi  y  and  re  ief. 
a       "  O  fpeak  the  word,"  he  cries, 
n  And  heal  me  of  my  pain  : 
"  Lord,  thou  art  able,  if  thou  wilt, 
"  To  make  a  leper  clean." 

3  Compaffion  moves  his  heart, 
He  ipeaks  the  gracious  word  ; 

The  leper  feels  his  ftrength  return, 
And  all  his  ficknr.fs  cur'd. 

4  To  thte,  dear  Lord,  I  ;ook, 
Sick  of  a  worfe  difeafe  ; 

Sin  is  my  painful  malady, 
And  none  can  give  me  eafe. 


PERSEVERANCE.        lUo,  1U4. 

5       But  thy  almighty  grace 
Can  heal  my  lep'rousibul  : 
O  bathe  me  in  thy  precious  blood, 
And  that  will  make  me  whole. 

CHI.     S.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

The  Security  o/Christ'j  Sheep,  John  x.  27 — %<). 
I        TV  /TY  foul,  with  joy  attend, 

JLVA  While  Jefus  fi  ence  breaks  ; 
No  angel's  harp  fuch  mufic  yields, 
As  what  my  Shepherd  fpeaks. 
a       "I  know  my  fheep,"  he  cries, 
"  My  foul  approves  them  well ; 
"  Vain  is  the  treach'rous  world's  difguife, 
"  And  vain  the  rage  of  hell. 

3  "I  freely  feed  them  now 

"  With  tokens  of  my  love, 
"  But  richer  paftures  I  prepare, 
"  And  fweeter  dreams  above. 

4  "  Unnumber'd  years  of  blifs 
"  I  to  my  fhsep  will  give ; 

"And,  white  my  throne  unfhaken  fUnds, 
"  Shall  all  my  chofen  iive, 

5  "  This  tried  a  mighty  hand 
"Is  raif'd  for  their  defence: 

"  Where  is  the  power  fha'  reach  them  there  ? 
"  Or  what  fhall  force  them  thence  ?" 

6  Enough,  my  gracious  Lord, 
Let  faith  triumphant  cry  ; 

My  heart  can  on  this  promife  live, 
Can  on  this  promife  die 

CIV.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Noah  preferred  in  the  Ark,  and  the  Believer,  in 

Chr;  st,  i  Pet.  iii.  20,  21. 

1   '""jT'HE  deluge  at  the  Almighty's  call, 

JL    In  what  impetuous  ftreams  it  fed  ! 

E  3 


105.        SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 

Swallow'd  the  mountains  in  its  rage, 

And  fwept  a  guilty  world  to  hell. 
1  In  vain  the  tallcft  fons  of  pride 

Fled  from  the  clofe-purfuing  wave  ! 

Nor  could  their  mightieft  towers  defcend, 

Nor  fwiftnefs  'fcape,  nor  courage  fave. 

3  How  dire  the  wreck  !  how  .oud  the  roar  ! 
How  fhri  1  the  univerf  il  cry 

Of  millions  in  the  iafl  defpair, 
Re-echoed  from  the  lowering  fky  ! 

4  Yet  Noah,  humble  happy  faint, 
Surrounded  with  the  chofen  few, 
Sat  in  his  ark,  fecure  from  fear, 

And  fang  the  grace  that  fteer'd  him  thro'. 

5  So  I  may  fing,  in  Jefus,  fafe, 

While  ftorms  of  vengeance  round  me  fall, 
Confcious  how  high  my  hopes  are  fix'd, 
Beyond  what  fhakes  this  earth  y  ball. 

6  Enter  thine  ark,  while  patience  waits, 
Nor  ever  quit  that  fure  retreat  ; 

Then  the  wide  flood  which  buries  earth, 
Shall  waft  thee  to  a  fairer  feat, 
1  Nor  wreck  nor  ruin  there  is  feen; 
There  not  a  wave  of  trouble  rolls ; 
But  the  bright  rainbow  round  the  throne 
Seals  endlefs  life  to  all  then  fouis. 
CV.     C.  M      F— . 

Ptrfe-veronce,  Fftlm  cxix.  1 1 7. 
I   T    ORD^naf1 -hcu  made  me  know  thy  ways? 
X.J   poridtt«a  me  in  thy  fear, 
.And  grant  me  fuch  fupplies  of  grace, 
That  I  may  perfevere. 
a  Letbu*  -bine  own  almighty  arm 
Sufb  n     ieeble  worm, 
I  fhall  efcape,  fe<  urc  from  harm, 
mi     the  dm  !ful  ftorm. 
3  Be  thou  .ny  al!  fufficient  friend, 
Till  all  my  toils  fhall  ceaf« ; 


PERSEVERANCE.         106,107. 

Guard  me  thro'  life,  and  let  my  end 
Be  everlafting  peace. 

CVI.     L.  M.     Dr.  S  Stennett. 

-    Perseverance  defired. 

1  TESUS,  my  Saviour  and  my  God, 

J    Thou  hail  redeem'd  me  with  thy  hlood : 
By  ties  both  natural  and  divine, 
I  am,  and  ever  will  be  thine. 

2  But  ah  !  mould  my  inconftant  heart, 
Ere  I'm  aware  from  thee  depart, 
What  dire  reproach  would  fall  on  me, 
For  fuch  ingratitude  to  thee  ! 

3  The  thought  I  dread,  the  crime  I  hate, 
The  guilt,  the  fhame,  I  deprecate  ; 
And  yet  fo  mighty  are  my  faes 

I  dare  not  trait  my  warmeft  vows. 

4  Pity  my  frailty,  deareft  Lord, 
Grace  in  the  needful  hour  afford  : 
O  fteel  this  tim'rous  heart  of  mine 
"With  fortitude  and  love  divine. 

5  So  fhall  I  triumph  o'er  my  fears, 
And  gather  joys  from  all  my  tears  : 
So  fhall  I  to  the  world  proclaim 
The  honours  of  the  Chriitian  name. 

CVII.     5.  6      Topladt. 

The  Method  of  Salvation. 
I  rT>HEE,  Father  we  blefs, 

A     Whofe  diftinguifhing  grace 
Selected  a  people  to  fhew  forth  thy  praife  : 
Nor  is  thy  love  known 
By  election  alone ; 
For,  O  !  thou  haft  added  the  gift  of  thy  Son. 
a  The  goodnefs  in  vain 

We  attempt  to  explain, 
Which  found  and  accepted  a  ranfon  for  men. 


108.      SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 

Great furety  of  thine, 

Thou  didft  not  decline  [deGgn. 

To  concur  with  the  Father's  moft  gracious 

3  To  Jtjus  our  friend 
Our  trn^ks  fhall  afcend, 

Who  faves  to  the  utmoft,  and  loves  to  the  end. 

Our  ranfom  he  paid  ! 

In  his  merit  array'd  «  [made. 

We  actain  to  the  glory  for  which  we  were 

4  Sweet  Spirit  of  grace, 
Thy  mercy  we  blefs 

For  thy  eminent  (hare  in  the  council  of  peace 

Great  agent  divine, 

To  reftore  us  is  thine, 
And  caufe  us  afrefh  in  thy  likenefs  to  fhine. 

5  O  God  'tis  thy  part 

1  o  convince  and  convert ; 
To  give  a  new  life,  and  create  a  new  heart : 

By  thy  prefence  and  grace 

We're  upheld  in  our  race 
And  are  kept  in  thy  love  to  the  end  of  our  days. 

6  Father,  Spirit  and  Son, 

Agree  thus  in  one,  [own  : 

The  falvation  of  thofe  he  has  mark'd  for  his 
Let  us  too  agree 
To  glorify  Thee, 
Thou  ineffable  One,  thou  adorable  Three  ! 
CVIII.     8.7.4. 
Free  Salvation,  2  Tim.  i   9. 
I    TE.^US  is  our  great  falvation  ; 
J    Worthy  of  our  beft  efteem  ! 
He  has  f  iv'd  his  favorite  nation  ; 

Join  to  fing  aloud  to  Him  : 
He  has  fav'd  us, 
Chriji  alor.e  could  us  redeem. 
%  When  involv'd  in  fin  and  ruin, 
And  no  helper  there  was  found, 


SALVATION.       109,  110. 
ye/us  our  diftrefs  was  viewing  ; 

Grace  did  more  than  fin  abound  ; 
He  has  call'd  us, 
With  falvation  in  the  found. 
Save  us  from  a  mere  profeffion, 

Save  us  from  hypocrify  ; 
Give  us,  Lord,  the  fweet  poffeffion 

Of  thy  righteoufnefs  and  thse  ; 
Beft  of  favours, 

None  compar'd  with  this  can  be. 
Let  us  never  Lord,  forget  thee  ! 

Make  us  walk  as  Pilgrims  here : 
We  will  give  thee  all  the  glory 

Of  the  love  that  brought  us  near ; 
Bid  us  praife  thee, 
And  rejoice  with  holy  fear. 
Free  election,  known  by  calling, 

Is  a  privilege  divine; 
Saints  are  kept  from  final  falliHg,       1    ' 

All  the  glory  Lord,  be  thine, 
All  the  glory, 

All  the  glory,  Lord,  is  thine. 
CIX.     C.  M. 
Complete  Salvation. 

SALVATION  thro'  our  dying  God, 
Is  finifh'd  and  complete  ; 
He  paid  whate'er  his  people  ow'd 

And  cancell'ci  all  their  debt. 
Salvation  now  fh?.ll  be  my  ftay, 

"  A  finner  fav'd,"  I'll  cry  ; 
Then  gladly  quit  this  mortal  clay, 
For  better  joys  on  high. 

CX.     ii.  8,    Cahne  Tune.     K . 


I 


Dijlbiguijhing  Grace,  Jer.  xxsi.  3. 
NT  fongs  of  Fublime  adoration  a^.d  praife, 
Ye  pilgrims  for  Sioa  who  pref$, 


111.       SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES 

Break  forth,  and  extol  the  great  Ancient  of 
His  rich  and  diftinguifhing  grace.     [Days, 

2  His  iove  from  eternity  fix'd  upon  you, 

Broke  forrh  and  difcover'd  its  flamc,[drew, 

When  each  with  the  cords  of  his  kindnefs  he 

And  brought  you  to  love  his  great  name. 

3  O  had  he  not  pitied  the  ftate  you  were  in, 

Your  bofoms  his  love  had  ne'er  felt ;  [in  fin 
Yon  ad  would  have  liv'd,  would  have  dy'd  too 
And  funk  with  the  load  of  your  guilt. 

4  What  was  there  in  you  that  could  merit  efteem, 

Or  give  the  Creator  delight  ? 
'Twas  "  even  fo  Father,"  you  ever  muft  fing, 
"  Becaufe  it  feem'd  good  in  thy  fight." 

5  '  1  was  all  of  thy  grace  we  were  brought  to 

obey, 
While  others  were  fuffer'd  to  go        [way, 
The  road  which  by  nature  we  chofe  as  our 
Which  leads  to  the  regions  of  woe. 

6  Then  give  all  the  glory  to  his  holy  name ; 

To  him  all  the  glory  belongs  ;  [fame, 

Be  yours  the  high  joy  ftiil  to  found  forth  his 
And  crown  him  in  each  of  your  fongs. 
CXI.     S.  M.     Mount  Ephraim  Tune. 
Salvation  by  Grace  from  frfl  to  laft,  Eph.  ii  5. 
I    S~*i  RACE  ?  'tis  a  charming  found  ! 
VJT  Harmonious  to  the  ear  ! 
Heaven  with  the  echo  fhall  relbund, 
And  all  the  earth  fhail  hear. 
%       Grace  firft  contriv'd  a  way 
To  fave  rebellious  man, 
And  all  the  fteps  that  grace  difplay. 
Which  drew  the  wond'rous  plan. 
3       [Grace  firft  inferib'd  my  name 
In  God's  eternai  book  : 
'Twas  grace  that  gave  me  to  the  Lamb, 
Who  all  my  farrows  took.] 


SALVATION.  112, 

4  Grace  led  my  roving  feet 
To  tread  the  heavenly  road  ; 

And  new  fupplies  each  hour  I  meet, 
While  preffing  on  to  God. 

5  [Grace  taught  my  foul  to  pray, 
And  made  my  eyes  o'erffow  :, 

'Twas  grace  which  kept  me  to  this  day, 
And  will  Hot  let  me  go.] 

6  Grace  all  the  work  fhall  crown, 
Thro'  evenafting  days ; 

It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmofl  ftone, 
Ajid  well  deferves  the  praife. 
CXI1.     C.  M.  Dr.  Watts's  Lyric  Poems, 

Go  J  glorious  and  Sinners  faved,  Ifaiah  x  iv*  23. 
I  T7*  .^THER,  how  wide  thy  glory  fhines; 
J?     How  high  thy  wonders  ri£e  f 
Known  thro'  the  earth  by  thoufand  %ns, 
By  thoufands  through  the  fkiee. 
%  [Part  of  thy  name  divinely  ftands 
On  all  thy  creatures  writ, 
They  fhew  the  labor  of  thine  hands, 
Or  imprefs  of  thy  feet.] 

3  But  when  we  view  thy  ftrange  defign 

To  fave  rebellious  worms, 
Where  vengeance  and  compaffion  join 
In  their  divined  forms  : 

4  Our  thoughts  are  loft  in  reverend  awe  ; 

We  love  and  we  adore ; 
The  firfr  arch-angel  never  faw 
So-much  of  God  before. 

5  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known. 

Nor  dares  a  creature.guefs 
Which  of  the  glories  bnghteft  fhone, 
"ihe  juftice  or  the  grace. 
t>  [When  finners  broke  the  Father's  law, 
'i  he  dying  Son  atones ; 
O,  the  dear  myfteries  of  his  crofs ! 
The  triumph  of  his  groans ! 


113.       SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 

7  Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb 

Adorn  the  heavenly  plains  ; 
Sweet  cherubs  learn  Immanud's  name, 
And  try  their  choiceft  ftrains. 

8  O  may  I  bear  fome  humble  part 

In  that  immortal  fong  ; 
Wonder  and  joy  fhall  tune  my  heart, 
And  love  command  my  tongue. 

CXIII.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

0  Lord,  fay  unto  my  Soul,  lam  thy  Sahation% 
Ffa  m  xxxv.  3, 
1    C  ALVA7  ION  !  O  melodious  found 
O   To  wretched  dying  men  ! 
Salvation,  that  from  God  proceeds, 
And  leads  to  Cod  again. 
S  Refcu'd  from  hell's  eternal  gloom, 
From  fiends,  and  fires  and  chains  : 
Rail"' d  to  a  paradife  of  blifs, 
Where  love  triumphant  reignsl 

3  But  may  a  poor  bewilder'd  foul, 

Sinful  and  weak  as  mine, 
Prefume  to  raife  a  trembling  eye 
To  bleflings  fo  divine. 

4  The  luftre  of  fo  bright  a  blifs 

My  feeble  heart  o'erbears; 
And  unbelief  almoft  perverts 
The  promife  into  tears. 

5  My  Saviour  God,  no  voice  but  thine 

Thefe  dying  hopes  can  raife  : 
Speak  thy  falvation  to  my  foul. 
And  turn  my  prayer  to  prali'e. 


SCRIPTURE    INVITATIONS.  114,  115. 

SCRIPTURE  INVITATIONS  AND 
PROMISES. 

CXIV.     L.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stensett. 
God  reafoning  ivith  Men,  Ifaiah  i.  I  8. 

1  "   pOME,  finners,"  faith  the  mighty  Godt 

V.  j  "Henious  as  all  your  crimes  have  been, 
"  Lo  !  I  defcend  from  c'-ine  abode, 
"  To  reafon  with  the  fons  or  men. 

2  "  No  clouds  of  darknefs  veil  my  face, 

"  No  vengeful  lightnings  ilafh  around  : 

"  I  come  with  terms  of  life  and  peace  ; 

"  Where  fin  hath  reignM,  let  grace  abound." 

3  Yes,  Lord,  we  wil  obey  thy  call, 
And  to  thy  gracious  fc  ?ptre  bow  ; 
O  make  our  crimfon  fms  like  wool, 
Our  fcarlet  crimes  ?  s  white  as  fnow. 

4  Sc  fliall  our  thankful  lips  repeat 
Thy  praifes  with  a  tunefu  voice, 
While,  hu.nb  y  proftrate  at  thy  feet, 
We  wonder,  tremb  e,  and  rejoice. 

CXV.     87.  4-     Altered  by  Topi.ady, 
Come  and  •welcome  to  J  esus  Ch  ri  ST,  Ifaiah  Iv.  i . 

1  /  ^  OME,  ye  fiuners,  poor  and  wretched, 
V-/    Weak  and  wounded,  lick  and  fore  ! 
Je/us  ready  ftands  to  fave  you, 

Full  of  pity  join'd  with  power  : 
He  is  able, 
He  is  willing  doubt  no  more  ! 

2  Come,  ye  thirfty,  come  and  welcome  ; 

God's  free  bounty  giorify: 
True  belief,  and  true  repentance, 

Every  grace  that  brings  cs  nigh— >• 
Without  money, 
Come  to  J0$es  drift,  and  buy. 


116.      SCRIPTURE  INVITATIONS, 

3  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger, 

Nor  of  fitnefs  fond]y  dream; 
All  the  fitnefs  he  requireth, 

Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him  ; 
This  he  gives  you  ; 
'Tis  his  Spirit's  rifing  beam. 

4  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy  laden, 

Loit  and  ruin'd  by  the  fali ! 
If  you  tarry  til   you're  better, 

You  will  never  come  at  all : 
Not  the  righteous, 
Sinners  J  ejus  came  to  call. 

5  View  him  proftrate  in  the  garden  ; 

On  the  ground  your  Maker  lies  ! 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him  ; 

Hear  him  cry, before  he  dies, 
"  It  is  Fintjb'd;" 
Sinners  will  not  this  fuffice  ? 

6  Lo,  th*  incarnate  Gud>  afcended, 

Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood  : 
Venture  on  him,  venture  wholly, 

Let  no  other  truft  intrude  ; 
None  but  Jefus 
Can  dohelpiefs  finners  good. 

7  Saints  and  angels  join  d  in  concert 

Sing  the  praifes  of  the  Lamb: 
While  the  blifsful  feats  of  heaven 

Sweetly  echo  with  his  name. 
Hallelujah  ! 
Sinners,  here  may  fing  the  fame. 

CXVI.     C   M      Fawcett. 
Let  the  Wicked ' forfake  his  Way,  &c.  Ifa.  lv. 
X    QINNFRS,  the  voire  of  God  regard ; 
O   'Tis  mercy  fp*  aks  to-day ; 
He  calls  ynu  by  his  fovereign  word, 
From  fin's  deftru<ftive  way. 
a  Like  fhe  rou?h  fea  that  cannot  reft 
You  live  devoid  of  peace ; 


SCRIPTURE  INVITATIONS.    117. 
A  thoufand  flings  within  your  breaft, 

Deprive  your  fouls  of  eafe. 
Your  way  is  dark,  and  leads  to  hell ; 

Why  will  you  perfevcre  ? 
Can  you  in  endlefs  torments  dwell, 

Shut  up  in  b'ack  defpair  ? 
Why  whl  you  in  the  crooked  ways 

Of  fin  and  folly  go  ! 
In  pain  you  travel  ali  your  days 

To  reap  immortal  woe  ! 
But  he  that  turns  to  God  ihal'  live, 

Thro'  his  abounding  grace ; 
His  mercy  will  the  guilt  forgive 

Of  thofe  that  feek  his  face. 
Bow  to  the  fceptre  of  his  word, 

Renouncing  every  fin ; 
Submit  to  him  your  fovereign  Lord, 

And  learn  his  wil  divine. 
His  love  exceeds  your  higheft  thoughts; 

He  pardons  ike  a  Gud ; 
He  will  forgive  your  numerous  faults, 

ri  hro'  a  Redeemer's  blood. 

CXVII.     L.  M      Steele. 
Weary  Souls  invited  to  Reft,  Matth.  xi.   28. 
OME,  weary  fouls,  with  fins  diftreft, 
Come,  and  accept  the  promifed  reft  ; 
ihe  Saviour's  gracious  ca  i  obey, 
And  caft  your  gloomy  fears  away. 
Opprefs'd  with  guilt,  a  painful  load  ; 
O  come,  and  fpread  your  woes  abroad  : 
Divine  companion,  mighty  love 
Will  all  the  painful  load  remove. 
Here  mercy's  boundlefs  ocean  flows, 
To  cleanfe  your  guilt  and  heal  your  woes ; 
Pardon,  and  life,  and  endlefs  peace  ; 
How  rich  the  gift !  how  free  the  grace  ! 
Lord,  we  aecept  with  thankful  heart, 
The  hope  thy  gracious  words  impart ; 


JC 


118,  119.  SCRIPTURE    INVITATIONS. 

We  come  with  trembling  yet  rejoice, 
And  blefs  the  kind  inviting  voice. 
5   Dear  Saviour!  let  thy  powerful  love 
Confirm  our  faith,  our  fears  remove; 
And  Tweedy  influence  every  breaft, 
And  guide  us  to  eternal  reft. 

CXVIII.     As  the  148th. 
Yet  there  is  room,  Luke  xiv.  22. 

1  "\7"E  ^ying  fons  of  men, 

X     Immerg'd  in  fin  and  woe, 

The  gofpel's  voice  attend, 

While  Jefus  fends  to  you  : 
Ye  perifhing  and  guilcy  come 
In  ye/us1  arms  there  yet  is  room. 

2  No  longer  now  delay, 
Nor  vain  excufes  frame  : 
He  bids  you  come  to-day, 
Tho1  poor,  and  blind,  and  lame  : 

A'-]  things  are  ready,  finder,  come, 
For  every  trembling  foul  there's  room. 

3  Believe  the  heavenly  word 
His  meffengers  proclaim; 
He  is  a  gracious  Lord, 
And  faithful  is  his  name  : 

BacHliding  fouls,  return  and  come, 
Call  off  defpair,  there  yet  is  room. 

4  Compell'd  by  bleeding  love, 
Ye  wand'ring  fheep  draw  near, 
Cbriji  calls  you  from  above, 
His  charming  accents  hear  ! 

Let  whofocver  will,  now  come  : 
In  mercy's  breaft  there  ftill  is  room. 

CXIX.      7s.  Hotham  Tune. 
Compel  them  to  come  in,  Luke  xiv.  23. 
I     T    ORD,  how  large  thy  bounties  are, 
X-i    i  ender,  gracious  finnei's  friend ; 


SCRIPTURE    INVITATIONS.  120. 

What  a  feaft  doft  thou  prepare, 

And  what  invitations  fend  ! 
Now  fulfil  thy  great  defign, 

Who  didft  firft  the  mcfiage  bring, 
Every  heart  to  thee  inc.ine, 

Now  compel  them  to  come  in. 
Rufhing  on  the  downward  road, 

Sinners  no  compulfion  need ; 
Glory  to  forfake,  and  God, 

See  they  run  with  rapid  fpeed : 
Draw  them  back  by  love  divine, 

With  thy  grace  their  fpirits  win, 
Every  heart,  &c. 
I  hus  their  willing  fouls  compel, 

Thus  their  happy  minds  conftrain 
From  the  ways  of  death  and  heli, 

Heme  to  God,  and  grace  again  ; 
Stretch  that  conquering  arm  of  thine, 

Once  out-ftretch'd  to  bleed  for  fin  ; 
Every  heart  to  thee  incline, 

Now  compel  i hem  to  come  in. 
CXX      C.  M      Steele. 

The  Saviour's  Invitation,  John  vii.  3  7. 
r~I~=HE  Saviour  calls — let  every  ear 

x     Attend  the  heavenly  found ; 
Ye  doubting  fouls  difmifs  your  fear 

Hope  fmiles  reviving  round. 
For  every  thirfty  longing  heart, 

Here  ftreams  of  bounty  flow, 
And  life,  and  health,  and  blifs  impart 

I'o  banifh  mortal  woe. 
Here  fprings  of  facred  pieafure  rife 

To  eafe  your  every  pain, 
(Immortal  fountain  !  fui'  fupplies  ! 

Nor  fhall  you  thirft  in  vain. 
Ye  fianers,  come,  'tis  mercy '3  voice, 

The  gracious  call  obey  ; 


121,  122.  SCRIPTURE   INVITATIONS. 
Mercy  invites  to  heaven. y  joys — 
And  can  you  yet  delay  ? 
3  Dear  Saviour  draw  re'u<5tant  hearts, 
1  o  thee  let  finners  fly  ; 
And  take  the  blifs  thy  love  imparts 
And  drink,  and  never  die. 

CXXI.     8.  8   6.     W . 

iVbofstver  it'ill,  let  him  come,  Rev.  xxii.  1  7. 
I    X/E  fcarset-co  our'd  finnerp,  come  ; 
X     Jefiti  the  Lord  Invites  y>  u  home  ; 
O  whither  can  you  go  ? 
What  !  a.r-  your  crimes  of  crimfon  hue  ? 
His  prcmife  is  for  ever  true, 
He'll  waih  you  white  as  fnow. 
a  Backfliding  fouls,  fiil'd  with  your  ways, 
Whofe  weep;ng  nights  and  wretched  days, 

Tn  bitter  nefs  are  fpent  ! 
Return  to  jefjs,  he'll  reveal 
His  love  y  face,  and  fweetly  heal 
What  you  fo  much  lament. 

3  Tried  fouls!  look  up- — he  fays  tis  I — 
He  loves  you  frill,  but  means  to  try 

If  faith  wili  bear  the  teft  ; 
The  Lord  has  giv'n  the  chiefeft  good, 
He  fhed  for  you  his  precious  blood ; 

O  truit  him  for  the  reft  ! 

4  Ye  tender  fouls,  draw  hither  too, 
Ye  grateful,  highly  favor'd  few, 

\Yhofeel  the  debt  you  owe  ; — 
Prefs  on,  the  Lord  hath  more  to  give  ; 
By  faith  upon  him  daily  live, 

And  you  fhail  find  it  fo. 

CXXII-     L    M.     Beddome. 

Tbefirjl  ?ro?vife,  Gen   iii.   ij. 

I   "\T7HEN  by  the  tempter's  wiles  betray'd 

VV     Adam  our  head  and  parent  feli ; 


AND    PROMISES.  123. 

Unknown  before,  a  pleafure  fprcad 
Thro'  all  the  mazy  deeps  of  hell. 
a  Infernal  powers  rejoic'd  to  fee 

The  new-made  world  deftroy'd,  undone; 
But  Goo' proclaims  his  great  decree, 
Pardon  and  mercy  thro'  his  Son. 

3  Serpent  acctirs'd,  thy  fentence  read, 

(i  Almighty  vengeance  thou  fhalt  feel : 
The  woman's  feed  fhall  break  thy  head, 
Thy  malice  faintly  bruife  his  heel." 

4  Thus  God  declares,  and  Chrijl  defcends, 
Affumes  a  mortal  form,  and  dies ; 
Whilft  in  his  death,  death's  empire  ends, 
And  the  proud  conqueror  conquer'd  lies. 

5  Dying,  the  King  of  Glory  deals 
Ruin  to  all  his  numerous  foes : 

His  power  the  prince  of  darknefs  feels, 
And  finks  opprefs'd  beneath  his  woes. 

CXXITI.    L.  M.    Lebanon  Tune.  Fawcett. 

As  thy  Days,foJbaIl  thy  Strength  be,  Deut. 
xxxiii.  2$. 
i     A  FFLICTED  faint  to  Chrijl  draw  near, 

x\  Thy  Saviour's  gracious  promife  hear  ; 

His  faithful  word  declares  to  thee, 

That  as  thy  days  thy  ftrength  fhall  be. 
0,  Let  not  thy  heart  defpond  and  fay, 

"  How  fhall  I  (land  the  trying  day  ?" 

He  has  engag'd  by  firm  decree, 

That  as  thy  days,  thy  ftrength  fhall  be. 

3  Thy  faith  is  weak,  thy  foes  are  ftrong: 
And  if  the  conflict  fhould  be  long, 
Thy  Lord  will  make  the  tempter  flee  ; 
For  as  thy  days,  thy  ftrength  fhall  be. 

4  Should  perfecution  rage  and  flame, 
Still  t-uft  in  thy  Redeemer's  name ; 
In  fiery  trials  thou  fhalt  fee, 

That  as  thy  days,  thy  flrength  fhall  be. 


124,  125.   SCRIPTURE  PROMISES. 

5  When  call'd  to  bear  the  weighty  crofs, 
Or  fore  afflictions,  pain,  or  lofs, 

Or  deep  diftrefs,  or  poverty, 

Still  as  thy  days,  thy  ftrength  fhall  be, 

6  When  ghaftly  death  appears  in  view, 
ChrifVs  prefence  fhad  thy  fears  fubdue : 
He  comes  to  fct  thy  fpirit  free, 

And  as  thy  days,  thy  ftrength  ftiall  be. 

CXX1V.  C.  M. 
Fear  not ;,  for  I  am  ivith  thee,  Ifaiah  xli.  10. 

1  A   ND  art  thou  with  us,  gracious  Lord 
xJL    i'o  diflipate  our  fear  ? 

Doft  thou  proclaim  thyfelf  our  Gody 
Our  Cod  for  ever  near  ? 

2  Doft  thou  a  father's  bowes  feel 

For  all  thy  humble  faints  ? 
And  in  fuch  friendly  accents  fpeak 
To  fo«'th  their  fad  complaints  ? 

3  Why  droop  our  hearts  ?  Why  flow  our  eyes 

While  fuch  a  voice  we  hear; 
Why  rife  our  forrows  and  our  fears, 
While  fuch  a  friend  is  near  ? 

4  To  ail  thine  other  favours  add 

A  heart  to  truft  thy  word  ; 
And  death  itfelf  fhall  hear  us  fing, 
Whi  e  refting  on  the  Lord. 

CXXV.      C  M.    Needham. 
My  Grace  is  fufficient  for  thee,  2  Cor.  xii.  9. 

I    ~%T  IND  are  the  words  that  Jefus  fpeaks 
JL^   To  cheer  the  drooping  faint : 
"  My  grace  fufficient  is  for  you, 
"  Trio'  nature's  powers  may  faint. 
1  "  My  grace  its  glories  fhall  difplay, 
"  And  make  your  griefs  remove  ; 
"  Your  weaknefs  fhall  the  triumphs  tell 
"  Of  boundief>  power  and  love." 


SCRIPTURE  PROMISES    126,  127. 

3  What  tho'  my  griefs  are  not  remov'd, 

Yet  why  inould  I  defpair  ? 
While  my  kind  Saviour's  arms  fupport, 
I  can  the  burden  bear. 

4  Jefus>  mY  Saviour,  and  my  Lord, 

Tis  good  to  truft  thy  name  : 
Thy  power,  thy  faithf'ulnefs  and  love 
Will  ever  be  the  fame. 

5  Weak  as  I  am,  yet  thro'  thy  grace 

I  all  things  can  perform; 
And  fmHing  triumph  in  thy  name, 
Amid  the  raging  ftorm. 

CXXVI.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddrtdge. 

My  Godjhallfupply  all  your  Need,  Phil.  iv.  19.  29. 

1  1V/TY  God,  how  cheerful  is  the  found! 
IVA  How  pleafant  to  repeat ! 

Well  may  that  heart  with  pleafure  bound, 
Where  Godhath  hVd  his  feat. 

2  What  want  mail  not  our  God  fupply 

From  his  redundant  ftores  ? 
What  ftreams  of  mercy  from  on  high 
An  arm  almighty  pours ! 

3  From  Chrifi,  the  ever-living  fpring, 

Thefe  ampe  bleffings  flow ; 
Prepare,  my  lips,  his  name  to  fing, 
Whofe  heart  has  lovM  us  fo. 

4  Now  to  our  Father  and  our  God, 
Be  endlefs  giory  given, 

Thro'  all  the  realms  of  mans'  abode, 
And  thro'  the  higheft  heaven. 

CXXV1I.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Fear  not,  it  is  your  Father  s  good  pleafure  to  ght 

you  the  Kingdom,  Luke  xii.  32. 
J   VE  little  flock,  whom  J  ejus  feeds*  , 
X     Difmifs  your  anxious  cares ; 

F 


128.        SCRirTURE  PROMISES. 
Look  to  the  Shepherd  of  your  fouls 
And  fmile  away  ycur  fears. 
I  Tho'  wolves  and  lions  prowl  aroutid, 
His  itaff  is  your  defence  : 
'Midft  iauds  and  rocks,  )  our  Shepherd's  voice 
Calls  ft  ream*  and  p-aftures  tlieuce, 

3  Your  Father  wii!  a  kingdom  give, 

And  give  it  with  de Sight; 
K's  feeb  eft  chi':d  his  love  ihali  call 
To  triumph  in  lus  fight. 

4  Ten  thoufand  praifes,  Lord,  we  bring 

For  fure  -up  ports  like  thefe  : 
And  o'er  the  pious  dead  we  ling 
Try  loving  promifes. 

5  For  ail  we  hope,  and  they  enjoy, 

We  hlcfs  a  Saviour's  name  ; 
Nor  fhail  that  ftroke  difturb  the  fong, 
Which  bleaks  this  mortal  frame. 

CXXV11I.      lis.     Broughton  Tune.  K 

Exceeding  great  and preckwi  Promifis,  2  Pet.  i.  4. 

1  TI  OW  firm  a  foundacion,  ye  faints  of  the 
£1  Lord, 

Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word  ! 
What  more  can  he  fay  than  to  you  he  hat  h  fiid  ? 
You,  who  unto  Jcfus,  for  refuge  have  fled. 

2  In  every  condition,  in  ficknefa,  in  health, 
Jn  poverty's  vale,  or  abounding  in  wealth  ; 
At  home  and  abf/c  a  \,  on  the  land,  on  the  fea, 
"  As  thy  days  may  demand  fhall  thy  llrength. 

"  uir  be. 

3  "  Fear  net,  I  am  with  thee,  O  be  not  difmay'd, 
"1,1am  thy  God  and  will  ftill  give  thee  aid  ; 
*'  I';!  ilrengthen   thee,  help  thee,  an  J  caufe 

"  thee  to  ftand, 
"  Uj  held  by  my  righteous  omnipotent  hand. 

4  "When  thro' the  deep  waters  1  call  thee  to  go. 
*s  1  he  rivers  of  woe  lhall  not  thee  overflow ; 


THE  INC  A  ROTATION  O?  CHRIST.  129. 

"  For  I  will  be  with  thee,  thy  troubles  to  bleft, 
"  And  fan<5lif>'  to  thee,  thy  deepeft  diftrefs. 
"  When  thro'  fiery  trials  thy  pathway  fhall  lie, 
"  My  grace  all-fufficient  {hill  be  thy  fupply  ; 
"  Ihe  flame  fhall  not  hurt  thee,  I  only  defign 
"  Thy  drofsto  con'fum'e,and  thy  gold  to  refine, 
i  <;  Even  down  to  old  age,  all  my  peop  e  fhall' 

"  prove 
"  My  fovereign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love. 
"  And  when  hoary  hairs  fhall  their  temples 

"  adorn, 
"  Like  lambs  they  fhal":  flill  in  my  bofom  be 

"  borne 
i  "  The  foul  that  on  ye/us  hath  lean'd  for  repofe, 
"  1  11  ill  not,  I  ivill  not  defer t  to  his  foes; 
u  That  foul,  tho'  all  heii  fhould  endeavour  t® 

"  fhake, 
fl  I' 11  never,  no  never,  no  never  forfake"* 


CHRIST. 

CXXIX.     C.  M.     Medley. 
The  Incarnation  o/*  Christ,  Luke  ii.  14, 
I   "ft  .MORTALS,  awake,  with  angels  join, 
l\JL  And  chaunt  the  folemn  lay; 
Joy,  love  and  gratitude  combine 
To  hail  th'  aufpicious  day. 
a  In  heaven  the  rapturous  fong  began, 
And  fweet  feraphic  fire 
Thro'  all  the  fhining  regions  ran^ 
And  ftrung  and  tun'd  the  lyre. 
3  Swift  thro'  the  vaft  expanfe  it  flew, 
And  loud  the  echo  roll'd  ; 

*  Agreeable  to  Di\  Doddridge's   Translation  if 
Heb-  xiii.  5., 


130.  THE  INCARNATION 

The  theme,  the  fong,  the  joy  was  new, 
'Twas  more  than  heaven  could  hold. 
4  Down  thro'  the  portals  of  the  fky 
Th'  impetuous  torrent  ran  ; 
And  angels  flew  with  eager  joy 
To  bear  the  news  to  man. 
j  [Wrapt  in  the  filence  of  the  night 
Lay  all  the  eaftern  world, 
When  buifling,  glorious,  heavenly  light 
1  he  wonderous  f'cene  unfur.'d.] 
6  Hark  !  the  cherubic  armies  fhout, 
And  glory  leads  the  f'->ng  ; 
Good  will  and  peace  are  heard  throughout 
Th'  harmonious  heavenly  throng. 
j  [O  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  love 
Our  hearts  and  fongs  to  raife ; 
Sweetly  to  bear  our  fouls  above, 
And  mingle  with  their  lays  !] 
t  Wi  h  joy  the  chorus  we'll  repeat, 
*'  Giory  to  God,  on  high  ; 
"  Good-will  and  peace  are  now  complete, 
"  Jefus  was  born  to  die." 
9  Hail,  Prince  of  life,  for  ever  hail ! 
Redeemer,  brother,  friend  ! 
Tho'  earth,  and  time,  and  life  fhould  fail, 
1  hy  praife  fhall  never  end. 

CXXX.     7s.     J.  C.  W. 
The  Song  of  the  Angels. 
'ARK,  the  herald  angels  fing, 
"  Giory  to  the  new-born  King; 
11  Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild, 
"  GWand  finncrs  rcconcil'd." 
Joyful,  all  ye  nations,  riff, 
Join  the  triumph  of  ihc  Ikies  ; 
Hail  the  heaven-born  Trlnce  of  Peace  I 
Haii  the  Sun  of  P-ighteoufncfs! 
[Mi  d  he  lays  his  glory  by 
Bar.-,  that  men  no  norc  might  di« ; 


H 


OF  CHRIST.  131, 

Born,  to  raife  the  fons  of  earth, 

Born,  to  give  them  fecond  birth.] 
I  Come,  defire  of  nations,  come. 

Fix  in  us  thy  humble  home  ; 

Rife,  the  woman's  promis'd  feed, 

Bruife  in  us  the  ferpent's  head, 
j  Glory  to  the  new  born  King, 

.Let  us  all  the  anthem  fing, 

"  Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild, 

*•  God  and  finners  reconcil'd  !" 

CXXXI.     C.  M.     Steele. 

*The  Incarnation ,  John  i.  14. 
I      A   WAKE,  awake  the  facred  fong 
XjL  To  our  incarnate  Lord; 
Let  every  heart,  and  every  tongne 
Adore  the  eternal  Word. 
Z  That  awfal  Word,  that  fovereign  power* 
By  whom  the  worlds  were  made ; 
(O  happy  morn  !  illuftrious  hour  !) 
Was  once  in  fiefh  array'd  ! 

3  Then  fhone  almighty  power  and  love, 

In  all  their  glorious  forms ; 

When  Jefus  left  his  throne  above 

To  dwell  with  finful  worms. 

4  To  dwell  with  mifery  below, 

The  Saviour  left  the  fkies  ; 
And  funk  to  wretchednefs  and  woe, 
That  worth  efs  man  might  rife. 

5  Adoring  angels  tun'd  their  fongs 

To  hail  the  joyful  day  ; 
With  rapture  then,  let  mortal  tongues 
Their  grateful  worfhip  pay. 

6  What  glory,  Lord,  to  thee  is  due  ! 

With  wonder  we  adore  ; 
But  could  we  fing  as  angels  do, 
©ur  highelt  praife  were  poor. 
¥2 


132.  THE   LI  YE   AND 

CXXXII.     8.  7.  4.     Lewis  Tune.  Robinson. 

Pra'tfs  tc  the  Redeemer 

I   TVyTIGHTY  God,  while  angels  blefs  thee, 
1VX    May  an  infant  liffl  thy  name  ? 
L«rd  of  men  as  well  as  angels. 

Thou  art  every  creature';-  thf.me. 
Halleluiah,  Halldnjoh.      Amen. 
1  Lord  of  every  land  and  nation, 
Ancie   t  of  eternal  Days  ! 
Sounded  thr.' the  wide  creation 

Be  thy  jufl  and  lawful  praife  ;  Hal. 

3  For  the  grandeur  of  thy.  nature, 

Grand  beyond  a  ftraph's  thought, 
For  created  works  of  power, 

Works  with  fkill  and  kindnefs  wrought. 

4  For  thy  providence  that  governs 

Thro'  thine  empire's  wide  domain  ; 
Wings  an  angel,  guide  a  fparrow, 

Bkffed  be  thy  gentle  reign.  Hal. 

5  But  thy  rich,  thy  fret  redemption, 

Dark  thro'  brightnefs  all  along; 
Thought  it  poor,  and  poor  cxpreffion, 

Who  dare  fing  tha*  awful  long  ?  Hal.. 

6  Brigh-ncfs  of  the  Father's  glory, 

Shall  thy  praife  unutter'd  lie  ? 
Fly,  my  tongue  i'uch  guilty  filence  ! 

Sing  the  Lord  who  came  to  die.  Hal, 

7  Did  archangels  fmg  thy  coming  ? 

Did  the  fhephtrd?  learn  their  lays? 
Shame  would  cover  me  ungrateful, 

Should  my  tongue  icfufc-  to  praife.       Hat. 
g   Frcni  the  highell  throne  in  glory, 

To  the  crofs  0!  deeoeft  v.  oe  ; 
All  to  ranfom  guilty  captives, 

Flow  my  praife,  for  ever  flow.  Hal. 

9  Go  return,  immortal  Saviour, 

Leave  thy  footftool,  take  the  throne ; 
Thence  return  and  reign  for  ever, 

Be  the  kingdom  all  thine  own.       Hal.  &C. 


MINISTRY  OF  CHRIST.    133,  13%. 

CXXXIII.     C.  M.     Dr  Doddridge. 
The  etndefcending  Grace  c/Christ,  Matt.  XX.  28, 
I    C*  AVIOUR  of  men,  and  Lord  of  ove, 
O   How  fweet  thy  gracious  name ! 
With  joy  that  errand  we  review  j 
On  which  thy  mercy  came. 
%  While  ail  thy  own  angelic  bands 
Stood  waiting  on  the  wing, 
Charm'd  with  the  honor  to  obey 
Their  great  eternal  King  ; 
$  For  us,  mean  wretched,  finfu:  men, 
Thou  laid'ft  that  glory  by  ; 
Firft  in  our  mortal  flefh  to  ferve, 
Then  in  that  fiefh  to  die. 
4  Bought  with  thy  fervice  and  thy  blood, 
We  doubly,  Lord,  are  thine  ; 
To  thee  our  lives  we  would  devote 
To  thee  our  death  refign. 

CXXXIV.     C.  M. 
the  Redeemer's  Mejfage,  Luke  iv.  18,  19. 
i  TTARK,the  glad  found,  the  Saviour  comes, 
X  JL  The  Saviour  promis'd  long ! 
Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  every  voice  a  fong 
a  On  him  the  Spirit  largely  pour'd, 
Exerts  his  facred  fire  ; 
Wifdom  and  might,  and  zeal  and  love 
His  holy  breaft  infpire. 
3  He  comes  the  prifoners  to  releafe, 
In  fatan's  bondage  held, 
The  gates  of  brafs  before  him  burft, 

The  iron  fetters  yield 
He  comes,  from  thickeft  films  of  vice 

To  clear  the  mental  ray  ; 
And  on  the  eyes  opprefs'd  with  night, 
To  pour  celeftial  day. 


135,  136.  THE  SUFFERINGS  AND 

5  He  comes  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 

The  bleeding  foul  to  cure  ; 
And  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 
T'  enrich  the  humble  poor 

6  Our  glad  ho/annas,  Prince  of  Peace, 

Thy  welcome  ftiall  proc-aim  ; 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 
CXXXV.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
Christ's  Transfiguration,  Matt.  xvii.  4. 
I   1T7HEN  at  thisdiftance,  Lord,  we  trace 
V  V      The  various  glories  of  thy  face, 
What  tranfport  pours-  o'er  all  our  breaft, 
And  charms  our  cares  and  woes  to  reft ! 
<1  With  thee  in  the  obfeureft  cell 

On  fome  bleak  mountain  would  I  dwell, 
Rather  than  pompous  courts  behold, 
And  fhare  their  grandeur  and  their  gold. 

3  Away,  ye  dreams  of  mortal  joy ; 
Raptures  divine  my  thoughts  employ; 
I  fee  the  King  of  Glory  fhine  ; 

And  feel  his  love,  and  call  him  mine. 

4  On  Tabor,  thus  his  fervants  view'd 
His  luftre,  when  transform'd  he  flood; 
And  bidding  earthly  fcenes  fareweil, 
Cried,  "Lord,  'tis  pieafant  here  to  dwell." 

5  Yet  ftill  our  elevated  eyes 
To  nobler  vifions  long  to  rife; 
That  grand  affembly  would  we  join, 
Where  ail  thy  faints  around  thee  fnine. 

6  That  mount  how  bright!  thofe  forms  how  fair! 
'Tis  good  to  dwell  for  ever  there; 

Come,  death  dear  envoy  of  my  Gtd, 
And  bear  me  to  that  blefl  abode. 
CXXXVI.  L  M.  Whitefieid's  Coile&ion, 

Behold  the  Man,  John  xix  5. 
I    "^LTE  that  paf-  by,  behold  the  man, 

J.     The  man  of  grief  condemn'd  for  you, 


DEATH  OF  CHRIST.  137. 

The  Lamb  of  God  for  finners  flain, 
Weeping  to  Calvary  purfue. 
a  His  facred  limbs  they  ftretch,  they  tear, 
With  nails  they  faften  to  the  wood — 
His  facred  limbs — expos'd  and  bare, 
Or  only  cover'd  with  his  blood. 

3  See  there  !  his  temples  crown'd  with  thorns. 
His  bleeding  hands  extended  wide, 

His  ftreamiHg  feet  transfix'd  and  torn, 
The  fountain  gufhing  from  his  fide, 

4  Thou  dear,  thou  fuffering  Son  of  God, 
How  doth  thy  heart  to  finners  move! 
Sprinkle  on  us  thy  precious  blood, 
And  melt  us  with  thy  dying  love  ! 

5  The  earth  could  to  her  centre  quake, 
Convuls'd,  when  her  Creator  died ; 
O  may  our  inmoft  nature  fhake, 
And  bow  with  Jefus  crucified  ! 

6  At  thy  laft  gafp,  the  graves  difplay'd 
Their  horrors  to  the  upper  Ikies ; 

O  that  our  fouls  might  burft  the  fhade, 
And  quicken'd  by  thy  death,  arife  ! 

7  The  rocks  could  feel  thy  powerful  death, 
And  tremble,  and  afunder  part; 

O  rend  with  thy  expiring  breath, 
The  harder  marble  of  our  heart. 

CXXXVII.     L.  M.     Steele. 

A  dying  Saviour*. 

1    Q  TRETCH'D,on  the  crofs  the  Saviour  dies, 
O    Hark  !  his  expiring  groans  arife  ! 
See,  from  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  fide, 
Runs  down  the  facred  crimfon  tide ! 

a  But  life  attends  the  deathful  found., 
And  flows  from  every  bleeding  wound ; 

*  See  Hymn  »n  Redemption,  and  tbe  Lord^s  Supper, 
F  3 


138.        THE  SUFFERINGS  AND 

The  vital  ftream,  how  free  it  flows, 
To  favt  and  cleanfe  his  rebel  foes ! 

3  To  fuffer  in  the  traitor's  place, 
To  die  for  man,  furprizing  grace  ! 
Yet  pafs  rebellious  angels  by — 

O  why  for  man,  dear  Saviour,  why  ? 

4  And  didft  thou  bleed,  for  finners  bleed  ? 
And  could  the  fun  behold  the  deed  ? 
No,  he  withdrew  his  fickening  ray, 
And  darknefs  veil'd  the  morning  day. 

5  Can  1  furvey  this  fcene  of  woe, 
Where  mingling  grief  and  wonder  flow  ; 
And  yet  my  heart  unmov'd  remain, 
Infenfible  to  love  or  pain  ? 

6  Come,  deareft  Lord  thy  grace  impart, 
To  warm  this  cold,  this  ftupid  heart : 
Till  all  its  powers  and  paffion6  move 
In  melting  grief,  and  ardent  love. 

CXXXVIII      C.  M.  Dr.  S.  Stennett. 
The  Attrattion  of  the  Cro/i,  John  xii.  32t 

1  "VTONDER— amazing  fight !— I  fee 

A     Th'  incarnate  Son  of  God, 
Expiring  on  the  accurfed  tree, 
And  welt'ring  in  his  blood. 

2  Behod  a  purple  torrent  run, 

Down  from  his  hands  and  head : 
The  crimfon  tide  puts  out  the  fun, 
His  groans  awake  the  dead. 

3  The  trembling  earth,  and  darkened  fky 

Proclaim  the  truth  aloud  : 
And  with  the  amaz'd  centurion  cry, 
"  This  is  the  Son  of  God" 

4  So  great,  fo  vaft  a  facrifke 

May  well  my  hope  revive  : 
If  God's  own  Son  thus  bleeds  and  diet, 
The  fmaer  fare  may  livt. 


DEATH  OF  CHRIST.  139. 

5   O  that  thefe  cords  of  love  divioe, 
Might  dravy  mg,  Lord,  to  thee! 
Thou  haft  mv  heirt,  ir  (hall  be  thine — 
Thine  it  fhall  ever  be! 

CXXX1X,     L.  M, 

The  dyi"g  Love  of  CHRIST  j  coiif  raining  to  thankful 
Devotion^  2  Cor.  v.  J  4.  15. 

I    QEE,  Lord  thy  wh  ing  fubjedbs  how, 
O   Adoring  low  before  thy  throne: 
Accept  our  humbe,  cheerfui  vow, 
Thou  art  our  fovereign,  thou  alonct 

5  Beneath  thy  fou  -reviving  r;y, 
E'en  cold  affliction's  wintry  gloom 
Shall  brighten  into  vernal  day, 
And  hopes  and  joys  immortal  bloom. 

3  Smile  on  our  fouls  and  bid  us  fing, 
In  concert  with  the  choir  above, 
The  glories  of  cur  Saviour  King, 
The  condefcenfions  of  his  love 

4  Amazing  love  !  that  ftoop'd  fo  low, 
To  view  with  pity's  melting  eye 
Vile  man,  deftrving  endlefs  woe  ! 
Amazing  love  ! — did.  jefus  die  ? 

5  He  died,  to  raife  to  life  and  joy 
The  vile,  the  guhty,  the  undone  ; 
O  let  his  praife  each  hour  employ, 
Till  hours  no  more  their  circles  run! 

6  He  died  ! — yeferaphs,  tune  your  fongs, 
Refound,  refound  the  Savic.ur's  name  : 
For  nought  below  immortal  tongues. 
Can  ever  reach  the  wond'rous  theme. 


140.     THE  RESURRECTION  AND 
CXL.     148th.     Refurre<5tion  Tune. 
Dr.  Doddridge. 
The  Refurreaion  c/ChrIST,  Luke  xxiv.  34. 
X   "V^ES,  the  Redeemer  rofe; 
A     The  Saviour  left  the  dead ; 
And  o'er  our  hellifh  foes 
High  rais'd  his  conquering  head : 
In  wild  difmay 
The  guards  around 
Fall  to  the  ground, 
And  fink  away, 
a  Lo !  the  angelic  bands 
In  full  affembly  meet, 
To  wait  his  high  commands^ 
And  worfhip  at  his  feet : 
Joyful  they  come, 
And  wing  their  way 
From  realms  of  day 
To  J  ejus*  tomb. 

3  Then  back  to  heaven  they  fly, 
The  joyful  news  to  bear ; 
Hark  !  as  they  foar  on  high, 
What  mufic  fills  the  air  ! 

Their  anthems  fay, 

"  Jefus  who  kled 
"  Hath  left  the  dead ; 
"He  role  to-day." 

4  Ye  mortals  catch  the  found, 
Redeem'd  by  him  fiom  hell ; 
And  fend  the  echo  round 

The  Globe  on  which  you  dwell ; 
Tranfported  cry, 
«  Jefus  who  bled 
"  Hath  left  the  dead 
"  No  more  to  die." 

5  Al:  hail,  triumphant  Lord, 
Who  fav'ft  us  with  thy  blood! 
Wide  be  thy  name  ador'd, 

Thou  riling,  reigning  Gtdf 


A6CENSION  OF  CHRIST.   141,  142. 
With  thee  we  rife, 
With  thee  we  rtign, 
And  empires  gain 
Beyond  the  ikies. 

CXLI.    7s 
The  RefurreWon,  I  Cor.  xv.  5  6. 
I    j^HRIST,  the  Lord,  is  rifen  to-day, 
V>1    Sons  of  men  and  angels  fay, 
Raifeyour  joys  and  triumphs  high, 
Sing,  ye  heavens,  and  earth  reply, 
a  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done, 
Fought  che  fight,  the  battle  won: 
JLp !  the  fun'*  eclipfe  is  o'er, 
Lo  !  he  lets  in  blood  no  more. 

3  Vain  the  (tone,  the  warch,  thefeal, 
Cbrifi hathburft  the  gates  of  hell  ; 
Death  in  vain  forbids  his  rife, 
GftrJfi  hath  opcn'd  paradife. 

4  Lives  again  our  glorious  King, 

"  Where,  O  death  is  now  thy  fting  ?" 

Once  he  dy'd  our  fouls  tofave : 

"  Where's  thy  victory  boailing  grave  ?'' 
j  "  Soar  we  now  where  Chrijl  has  led, 

Following  our  exalted  head, 

Made  like  him,  like  him  we  rife, 

Ours  the  crofs,  the  grave,  the  fkies. 
6.  What  tbo'  once  we  perifh'd  ail, 

Partner's  of  our  parent's  fall  ; 

Second  life  let  us  receive, 

In  our  heavenly  Adam  live. 
7   Hail  the  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven  ? 

Praife  to  thee  by  both  be  given  ! 

Thee  we  greet  triumphant  now, 

Hail!  thzrefurrcftion  thou. 

CXLII.     7s  Hart's  Tune. 
1'be  Refurrection  and  Aftenjtun. 
x      A    NGELS,  roll  the  rock  away. 
XX   Death  yield  up  thy  mighty  prey  ; 


143.    THE  RESURRECTION  AND 

Sea  '  he  arifes  from  the  tomb, 

Glowing  with  immonal  bloom.     Hallelujah. 
%  'Tis  fhe  Saviour,  angels,  raife 

Fame's  eternal  trump  of  praife  ; 

Let  the  earth's*  remotelt  bound 

Hear  the  joy-infpii  ing  found.  Hal. 

3  Now,  ye  faints,  lift  up  your  eyes, 
Now  to  glory  fee  him  rife, 

In  long  triumph  up  the  fky, 

Up  to  waiting  worlds  on  high.  Hal. 

4  Heaven  dif'p  ays  her  portals  wide, 
Glorious  hero,  through  them  ride; 
King  of  Glory,  mount  thy  throne, 

'I  hy  great  Father's  and  thy  own.  Ha], 

j   Praife  him,  all  ye  heavenly  choirs, 
Praife,  and  fweep  your  golden  lyres; 
Shout,  O  earth,  in  rapturous  fong, 
Let  the  drains  be  i'weet  and  ftrong.         Hal. 

5  Every  note  with  wonder  fwell. 
Sin  o'er  thrown,  and  captiv'dhell ; 
Where  is  hell  s  once  dreaded  king  ! 
Where,  O  death,  thy  mortal  fting !  HaJ, 

CXLIU.     L.  M. 
CHRIST'S  RtfurreSlion  a  Pledge  ofottrs. 
I    T  \  7  HEN  I  the  holy  grave  farvey, 

V  V     Where  once  my  Saviour  deign'd  to  lie; 
I  fee  fulfil. 'd  what  prophets  fay, 
.And  all  the  powers  of  death  defy, 
a  This  empty  tomb  fhall  now  proclaim 
How  weak  the  bands  of  conquer'd  death  : 
Sweet  pledge,  that  all  who  truft  his  name 
Shal   rife,  and  draw  immortal  breath  ! 

3  [Our  Surety  freed,  declares  us  free, 
For  whofe  offences  he  was  feiz'd  : 
In  his  releafe  our  oivn  we  fee, 

And  fhout  to  view  Jehovah  pleas'd.} 

4  jefus,  once  number'd  with  the  dead, 
Unfealshis  eyes  to  fleep  no  more; 


ASCENSION  OF  CHRIST.       144. 

And  ever  lives  their  caufe  to  plead, 
For  whom  the  pains  of  death  he  bore. 

5  Thy  rifen  Lord,  my  foul,  beho:d  \ 
See  the  rich  diadem  he  wears  ! 
Thou  too  (halt  bear  an  harp  of  gold, 
To  crown  thy  joy  when  he  appears. 

6  Tho'  in  the  duffc  I  lay  my  head, 

Yet  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  lea\re 
My  flefh  for  ever  with  the  dead. 
Nor  lofe  thy  chiidren  in  the  grave. 
CXLIV.     C.  M»     Dr.  Doddridge, 
Comfort  to.fucb  ivbo feck  a  rifeh  Jesus, 
Matt,  xxviii.  5,  6. 
I   \7E  humble  fouls  that  feek  the  Lord, 
X     Chafe  all  your  fears  away  ; 
And  bow  with  pleafure  down  to  fee 
The  place  where  Jefos  iay 
%  Thus  low,  the  Lord  of  life  was  brought  \ 
Such  wonders  love  can  do  ; 
Thus  cold  in  death  that  bofom  'ay, 
Which  throbb'd  and  bled  for  you. 

3  A  moment  give  a  lofe  to  grief, 

Let  grateful  forrows  rife  ; 
And  wafh  the  bloody  ftains  away, 
With  torrents  from  your  eyes. 

4  Then  dry  your  tears,  and  tune  you*  fong", 

1  he  Saviour  lives  again  ^ 
Not  all  the  bolts  and  bars  of  death 
The  conqueror  could  detain. 

5  High  o'er  th'  angelic  bands  he  rears 

His  once  difhonor'd  head  ; 
And  thro'  unnumber'd  years  he  reigns, 
Who  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

6  With  joy  like  his  fhall  every  faint 

His  empty  tomb  furvey  ; 
Then  rife,  with  his  afcending  Lord, 
To  realms  of  endlefs  day. 


145,   14b.   THE  RESUPvRECTION  AND 

CXLV.    L.  M.     Chefhunt  New  Tunc. 
Wesley's  Collection. 
Christ's  Afcenfion,  Pfalm  xxiv,  7. 
x    /^\UR  Lord  is  rifen  from  the  dead, 

Vy    Our  jefus  is  gone  up  on  high  ; 

The  powers  of  hell  are  captive  led, 

Dragg'd  to  the  portals  of  the  fky. 
1  There  his  triumphal  chariot  waits 

And  angels  chaunt  the  folemn  lay  ; 

"  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates  ! 

"  Ye  everlafting  doors  give  way  ! 

3  Loofe  all  your  bars  of  maffy  light, 
And  wide  unfold  the  radiant  fcene  ; 
He  claims  thofe  manfions  as  his  right, 
Receive  the  King  of  Glory  in. 

4  "  Whe  is  the  King  of  Glory,  who  ?" 
The  Lord  that  all  his  foes  o'ercame, 

The  world,  fin,  death,  and  hell  o'erthrew, 
And  Jefus  is  the  conqueror's  name. 

5  Lo  !  his  triumphant  chariot  waits. 
And  angels  chaunt  the  folemn  lay, 

"  Lift  up  your  heads  ye  heavenly  gates  ! 
"  Ye  everlafting  doors  give  way  !" 

6  "  Who  is  the  King  of  Glory,  who  ?" 
The  Lrrd  of  bnundlefs  power  poffeft, 
The  Kir.g  of  faints  and  angels  too, 
God  over  ali,  for  ever  bleft  ? 

CXLVI.     148th.     Dr    Doddridge. 

Jnsus  fetr  of  Angels,  I   Tim.  iii.  16. 
I   i^\  YE  immortal  throng 

V>/   Of  angels  round  the  throne, 
Join  with  our  feeble  fong 
To  make  the  Saviour  known  : 
On  earth  ye  knew 
His  womj'ious  grace, 


Ascension  or  christ.     140. 

His  beauteous  face 

In  heaven  ye  view. 
Ye  faw  the  heaven-born  child 
In  human  flefh  array'd, 
Benevolent  and  mild, 
While  in  the  manger  bid  : 

And  praife  to  God, 

And  peace  on  earth, 

For  fuch  a  birth, 

Prod  aim 'd  aloud. 
Ye  in  the  wiidernefs 
Behold  the  tempter  fpoil'd, 
Well  known  in  every  drefs, 
In  every  combat  foil'd  ; 

And  joy'd  to  crown 

The  victor's  head, 

When  fatan  fled 

Before  his  frown. 
Around  the  bloody  tree 
Ye  prefs'd  with  ftrong  dtrfire, 
That  wond'rous  fight  to  fee, 
The  Lord  of  life  expire  ; 

And,  could  your  eyes 

Have  known  a  tear. 

Had  dropp'd  it  there 

In  fad  furprife. 
Around  his  facred  tomb 
A  willing  watch  ye  keep  ; 
Till  the  bleft  moment  come 
To  roufe  him  from  his  fieep ; 

Then  roll'd  the  ftone, 

And  all  ador'd 

Your  rifing  Lord, 

With  joy  unknown. 
When  all  array'd  in  light, 
The  mining  conqueror  rode, 
Ye  hail'd  his  rapturous  flight 
Up  to  the  throne  of  God ] 

And  wav'd  around 

Your  golden  win^s, 


14/ .       THE  EXALTATION  AND 

And  ftruck  your  ftrings, 

Of  fwettcft  found. 
7        The  warbling  notes  purfue, 
And  louder  anthems  raife; 
While  mortals  fin-*  with  you 
1  heir  oivn  Redeemer's  praife : 

And  thou,  my  heart, 

With  equal  flame, 

And  joy  the  fame, 

Perform  thy  part. 

CXLVII.     L.  M.       Steele, 
The  exalted  Saviour. 

1  XT  O W  let  us  raife  our  cheerful  flrains, 
l^i    And  pin  the  blifsful  choir  above  ; 
There  our  exalted  Saviour  reigns, 

And  there  they  fing  his  wond'rous  love. 

2  While  feraphs  tune  th'  immortal  fong, 

0  may  we  feel  the  facred  flame  ; 

1  nd  every  heart  and  every  tongue 
Adore  the  Saviour's  glorious  name; 

3  ye/us,  who  once  upon  the  tree 
In  agonizing  pains  expir'd  ; 
Who  dy'd  for  rebels — yes,  'tis  he  ! 

How  bright !  how  lovely  !  how  admir'd! 

4  Jefus,  who  dy'd  that  we  might  live, 
Died  in  the  wretched  traitor's  place  ;— 
O  what  returns  can  mortar  give, 

For  iuch  immeafurable  grace  ? 

j   Were  univerfal  nature  ours, 

And  art  with  all  their  boafled  (tore  * 
Nature  and  art  with  all  their  powers, 
Would  fti  1  confefs  the  offerer  poor! 

6  Yet  tho'  for  bounty  fo  divine  ! 
We  ne  er  can  equal  honors  raifc, 
ye/us,  may  all  our  hearts  be  thine, 
And  all  our  tongues  proclaim  thy  praife  J 


KINGDOM  OF  CHRIST.  148,  149 
CXLVIII.    L.  M.    Dr.  Watts's  Miscell. 
The  Humiliation,  Exaltation,  and  Triumph  of 
Christ,  Phil.  ii.  8.  9    Col.  ii.  15. 
I   rT"  HE  mighty  frame  of  glorious  grace, 
X     That  brighteft  monument  of  praife 
1  hat  e'er  the  God  of  love  defign'd, 
Employs  and  fills  my  laboring  mind, 
a  Begin,  my  foul,  the  heavenly  fong, 
A  burden  ror  an  angei'-s  tongue  : 
When  Gabriel  founds  thefe  awful  thirgs, 
He  tunes  and  fummons  all  his  firings. 

3  Proclaim  inimitab  e  love. 
Jefus,  the  Lord  of  worlds  above, 
Puts  off  die  beams  of  bright  array, 
And  vei's  the  God'm  mortal  clay 

4  He  that  diflributes  crowns  and  thrones 
Hangs  on  a  tree,  and  bleeds  and  groans  : 
The  prince  of  life  icfigns  his  breath, 
The  King  of  glory  bows  to  death; 

5  But  fee  the  wonders  of  his  power, 
He  triumphs  in  his  dying  hour. 
And,  while  by  faian's  rage  he  fell, 
He  dafn'd  the  rifing  hopes  of  hell. 

6  Thus- were  the  hofts  of  death  fubdu'd, 
And  fin  was  drown'd  in  Jfu's  blood  : 
Then  he  arofe,  and  reigns  above, 
And  conquers  linners  bv  his  lcv_\ 

7  Who  fliab  fulfil  Jiis  bouud  e&  fong  ? 
The  theme  fnrmounts  an  ange  '»  tongue  : 
How  low,  how  vain  are  mortal  airs, 
When  Gabriel's  nobler  harp  defpairs! 

CXLTX.      148th.     Greenwich  \ew  Tune. 
The  Kingdom  of  Chr  I  ST,  Phil.  iv.  4. 
X   TJ  EJOICE,  the  Lord  is  King, 
jLx.  Your  God  and  King  adore  ; 
Mortals,  give  thanks  and  fing, 
And  triumph  evermore ! 


150.  THE  FULNESS  AND 

Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  a'oud,  ye  faints,  rejoice. 
%       Rejoice  the  Saviour  reigns, 

The  God  of  truth  and  love  ; 

When  he  had  purg'd  our  ftains, 

He  took  his  feat  above  : 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  faints,  rejoice. 
x        His  kingdom  cannot  fail, 

He  rues  o'er  earth  and  heaven  ; 

The  keys  of  death  and  hell 

Are  to  our  Jefus  given  : 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  faints,  rejoice. 

4  He  all  his  foes  fhall  quell, 
Shall  all  our  fins  deftroy ; 
And  every  bofom  fwell 
With  pure  feraphic  joy; 

Lift  up  che  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  faints,  rejoice. 

5  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope, 
Jefus  the  judge  fhali  come, 
And  take  his  fervants  up 
To  their  eternal  home  : 

Wc  foon  fhall  hear  th'  archangel's  voice, 
The  trump  of  God  fhall  found  rejoice. 
CL.     104th.  Fawcett. 
The  Fulncfs  o/Cuiust,  John  i.  16.  Col.  i.  19, 

1  A  FULNESS  refides 
A.  In  Jefus  our  head, 
And  ever  abides 

To  anfwer  our  need  ; 
The  Father's  good  pleafure 

Has  laid  up  in  ftore, 
A  plentiful  treafure 
o  give  to  the  poor. 

2  Whate'cr  be  our  wanta, 
We  need  not  t«  fear ; 


RICHES  OF  CHRIST.  151. 

Our  numerous  complaints 

His  mercy  will  hear  : 
His  fulnefs  fhall  yield  us 

A  bundant  fupplies  ; 
His  power  fhall  fheild  us 

When  dangers  arife. 

3  The  "fountain  o'erfiows, 

Our  woes  to  redrefs, 
Still  more  he  beftows, 

And  grace  upon  grace ; 
His  gifts  in  abundance 

We  daily  receive ; 
He  has  a  redundance 

For  all  that  believe. 

4  Whatever  diftrefs 

Awaits  us  below 
Such  plentiful  grace 

WillJ^beftow, 
And  ft  ill  fhall  fupport  us, 

And  filence  our  fears: 
For  nothing  can  hurt  us, 

While  "Jefus  is  near. 

5  When  troubles  attend, 

Or  danger  or  ftrife, 
His  love  will  defend 

And  guard  us  thro'  life : 
And  when  we  are  fainting, 

And  ready  to  die, 
Whatever  is  wanting 

His  hand  will  fupp  y. 
CLI.     8s.     New  Jerufalem  Tune. 
The  wifearchable  Riches  o/"Christ,  Eph.  Hi.  S. 
I    TJOW  fhall  I  my  Saviour  fet  forth  ? 
X  X   How  fhall  I  his  beauties  declare  ? 
O  how  fhall  I  fpeak  of  his  worth, 
Or  what  his  chief  dignities  are  ? 
His  angels  can  never  exprefs, 
Nor  faints  who  fee  neareft  his  throne, 


152.  THE  INTERCESSION 

How  rich  are  his  treafures  of  grace:— 

No  !  this  is  amy  Iter  y  unknown, 
a  In  him  all  the  fulnefs  of  GcJ 

For  ever  tranfcendcntly  fhines; 

1  ho'  once  Hke  a  morul  he  flood 

To  finifh  his  gracious  defigns: 

'j  ho'  once  he  wasnail'd  ro  the  crofs, 

Vile  rebels  like  me  to  let  free, 

His  glory  fuflained  no  lofs, 

Eternal  his  kingdom  fha.l  be. 

3  His  wifdom.  his  love  and  his  pow-r, 
Seem'd  then  with  each  orher  to  vie, 
When  fmners  he  ftoop'd  to  reftore, 
Poor  fir.ners  condemned  to  die  ! 

He  laid  all  his  grandeur  afuie, 
And  dwelt  in  a  cottage  of  clay  : 
Poor  fmners  he  lov'd  till  he  dy'd 
To  wafh  their  pollution  away. 

4  O  fmners  believe  and  adore, 
This  Saviour  fo  rich  to  rede- m  ! 
No  creature  can  ever  explore 
The  treafures  of  goodneb  in  him  : 
Come,  all  ye  who  fee  yourfelves  loft, 
And  feel  yourfelves  burden'd  with  fin, 
Draw  near  while  with  terror  you're  tofs'd  ; 
Believe,  and  your  peace  fhall  begith 

5  Now,  finncrs,  attend  to  his  call, 

"  Whofo  hath  an  ear  let  him  hear," 

He  p-omifes  mercy  to  all 

Who  feel  their  fad  wants,  far  and  near: 

He  riches  has  ever  in  ftore, 

And  treafures  that  n  ver  can  wade  : 

Here's  pardon,  her1.-,  grace,  yea  and  more, 

Here's  glory  eternal  at  laft. 

CLII.     L.  M      Steele. 
The  Ir.tercejftnn  «/Chr:  ST,  Heh.  vii.  aj. 
I    TYE  hves  :he  git  at  Redeemer  lives, 
X  J.  (What  joy  the  bleft  affura»ce  gives !) 


OF  CHRIST.  153. 

And  IK'W  before  his  Father  God, 
Pleads  the  full  merit  of  his  blood. 

2  Repeated  crimes  awake  our  fears, 

And  juftice  arm'd  with  frowns  appears; 
But  in  the  Saviour's  lovely  face 
Sweet  mercy  fmiles,  and  all  is  peace. 

3  Hence  then,  ye  black  defpairing  thoughts, 
Above  our  fears,  above  our  faults 

His  powerful  intercemons  rife, 
And  guilt  recedes,  and  terror  dies. 

4  In  every  dark  diftrefsful  hour, 
When  fin  and  fatan  join  their  power,; 
Lee  this  dear  hope  repel  the  dart, 
That  Jefus  bears  us  on  his  heart. 

5  Great  advocate,  almighty  friend- 
On  him  our  humble  hopes  depend  : 
Our  caufe  can  never,  never  fail, 
For  Jefus  pleads,  and  muft  prevail. 

CLII,     C.  M.     Topladt. 

Christ's  InterceJJion  Prevalent,  John  xvii.  24. 

1     A  WAKE,  fweet  gratitude  and  fing 
jljL  Th*  afcended  Saviour's  love  ; 
Sing  how  he  lives  to  carry  on 
His  people's  caufe  above, 
a  W  ith  cries  and  tears  he  ofFer'd  up 
His  humbled  fui?  below  ; 
But  with  authority  he  afks, 
Enthron'd  in  glory  now. 

3  For  all  that  come  to  God  by  him, 

Salvation  he  demands, 
Points  to  their  names  upon  his  breaft, 
And  fpreads  his  wounded  hands. 

4  Kis  fweet  atoning  facrifice 

Gives  fandtion  to  his  claim  : 

<(  Father,  I  will  that  all  my  faints 

"  Be  with  me  where  1  am; 


154.  THE  INTERCESSION 

5  "  By  their  fa  vation,  recompenfe 

"  The  forrows  I  endur'd  ; 
"  Juft  to  the  merits  of  thy  Son, 
"  And  faithful  to  thy  word." 

6  Eternal  life,  at  his  requefl, 

To  every  faint  is  given  : 

Safety  below,  and  after  death, 

The  plenitude  of  heaven. 

7  [Founded  on  right,  thy  prayer  avails, 

The  Father  fmiles  on  thee; 
And  now  thou  in  thy  kingdom  art, 

Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 
S  Let  the  much  incenfe  of  thy  prayer 

In  my  behalf afcend  ; 
And  as  its  virtue,  fo  my  praife, 

Shall  never  never  end.] 

CLIV.     C.  M.     Dr.  Dobdridge. 

Christ's  Interecjfwn  typified  by  Aaron's  Rreafi- 
plate,  Exodus  xxviii.  29. 

1  X''  OW  let  our  cheerful  eye6  furvey 
IN    Our  great  high  Prieft above, 
And  celebrate  his  conllant  eare, 

And  fympathetic  love. 

2  Tho'  rais'd  to  a  fuperior  throne, 

Where  angels  bow  around, 
And  high  o'er  all  the  fhining  train 
With  matchlefs  honours  crown'd  ; 

3  The  names  of  all  his  faints  he  bears, 

Deep  graven  on  his  heart ; 
Nor  fhall  the  meaneft  Chriftian  fay 
That  he  hath  loft  his  part, 

4  Thofe  characters  fhall  fair  abide, 

Our  everlafting  truft, 
When  gems,  and  monuments,  and  crownr 
Are  moulder'd  down  to  duft. 

5  So,  gracious  Saviour,  on  my,  breaft 

?»lay  thy  dear  name  be  worn 


OF  CHRIST.  155. 

A  facred  ornament  and  guard, 
To  endlefs  ages  borne ! 

CLV.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

HRISt's  Admonition  to  Peter  under  approaching 
rials,  and  InterceJJion  for  hi77t,  Luke  xxii  3 1,  34. 
OW  keen  the  tempter's  malice  is ! 
How  artful,  and  how  great ! 
Tho'  not  one  grain  fhall  be  deftroy'd, 

"Yet  wid  he  lift  the  wheat. 
But  God,  can  all  his  power  controul, 

And  gather  in  his  chain  ; 
And,  where  he  feems  to  triumph  moft, 

The  captive  foul  regain. 
There  is  a  Shepherd  kind  and  ftrong, 

Sti  1  watchful  for  his  fheep ; 
Nor  fhall  th'  infernal  lion  rend, 

Whom  he  vouchfafes  to  keep. 
Bleft  Jrfus,  intercede  for  us, 

That  we  may  fall  no  more ; 
O  raife  us  when  we  proftrate  lie> 

And  comfort  loft  reitore. 
Thy  fecret  energy  impart, 

That  faith  may  never  fail ; 
But,  'midft  whole  fhowers  of  fiery  darts, 

That  temper'd  fhield  prevail. 
Secur'd  ourfeives  by  grace  divine, 

We'll  guard  our  brethren  too ; 
And  taught  their  frailty  by  our  own, 

Our  care  of  them  renew. 


lo6,  1ST.    CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST. 

CHARACTERS   AND  REPRESENTA- 
TION'S OF   CHRIST*. 

CLVI.     L.  M. 
Advocate,  i  John  ii.  i. 

*   XT/HIIRE  h  ™y  €od?  does  he  retire 

V  V      Beyond  the  reach  of  humble  fight  ? 
Are  fhefe  Weak  breathings  of  defire, 

Too  languid  ro  afcend  the  Ikies  ? 

2  No,  Lord,  the  hffafhings  of  defire, 
The  weak  petition^  if  (iacere, 

I?  not  forbidden  to  afpire, 

But  reaches  :hy  all-gracious  ear. 

3  Look  up,  my  foul,  with  cheerful  eye, 
Sec  where  the  great  Redeemer  ftands, 
The  glorious  advocate  on  high, 
With  precious  incenfe  in  his  hands 

4  He  fweetens  every  humble  groan, 
Ho  recomnie-hd*  each  broken  prayer  ; 
Recihis  thy  hope  on  him  alone, 
Whofe  power  and  love  forbid  defpair. 

•v   'Ftach  my  weak  heart,  O  gracious  Lord, 
Y>  ith  ftronger  faith  to  cab  thee  mine  ; 
i';d  me  pronounce  the  blifsful  word, 
My  Fad-ti  Cod,  with  joy  divine. 

fLVII.     L.  M.      General  Baptift  Colle&ion. 

Brazen  Serpent,  Numb.  xxi.  8.  9. 
J   X^/HEN    Ifrdefi   grieving    tribes    com 

V  V  plain  Id, 

With  fiery  flrpents  greatly  psin'd, 
A  f i  pent  ftrait  the  prophet  made 
Of  molten  brafs,  to  view  difplay'd. 

*    Tbefe  characters    of  Clrifl  folloiv  one  anotht, 
Alphabetically.      Others  ivhlch  it  -was   necejfary 
place  under  different  beads,  is  ay  be  found  in  tbe  In 


y  * 


CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST.     158. 
Around  the  fainting'  crouds  attend, 
To  heaven  their  mournfu.  fighs  afcend  ; 
They  hope,  they  look,  while  from  the  pole 
Defcends  a  power  that  makes  them  whole. 
But,  O,  what  healing  to  the  heart 
Doth  our  Redeemer's  crofs  impart ! 
What  life,  by  faith,  our  fouls  receive  ! 
What  pleafures  do  his  forrows  give  ! 
Stil    may  I  view  the  Saviour's  crofs, 
And  other  objeds  count  but  lofs; 
Here  ftLl  be  fix'd  my  feafted  eyes, 
Enraptur'd  with  his  facrifice  ! 
yefus  the  Saviour  !  balmy  name ! 
Thy  worth  my  tongue  would  now  proclaim  ; 
By  thy  atonement  fet  me  free, 
My  life,  my  hope  is  all  from  thee. 
CLVIII.     L.  M.     FiwcETT. 

Bread  of  Life,  John  vi.  3^,  48.. 

DEPRAVED  minds  on  afhes  fed, 
Nor  love,  nor  feek  for  heavenly  bread: 
They  chufe  the  hulks  which  fwine  do  eat, 
Or  meanly  crave  the  ferpent's  meat. 
yefus  thou  art  the  living  bread, 
By  whom  our  needy  fouls  are  fed  : 
In  thee  alone  thy  children  find 
Enough  to  fill  the  empty  mind. 
Without  this  bread,  I  flarve  and  die  ; 
No  other  can  my  need  fupply  : 
But  this  will  fuit  my  wretched  cafe, 
Abroad,  at  home,  in  every  place. 
'Tis  this  relieves  the  hungry  poor, 
Who  aflc  for  bread  at  mercy's  door, 
This  living  food  defcends  from  heaven, 
As  manna  to  the  Jetvs  was  giv'n. 
This  precious  food  my  heart  revives, 
What  ftrength,  what  nourifhment  it  gives-! 
O  let  me  evermore  be  fed 
With  this  divine  celeftial  bread ! 


159,  160.    CHARACTERS    OF  CHRIST. 
CLIX.     L.  M,     Fawgett. 

Bridegroom  and  Husband;  or,  the  Mar- 
rtage  between  Christ  and  the  Soul, 

1  T^S  VS>  th&  heavenly  lover  gave 

J  His  life  my  wretched  fou'  to  fave; 
Refolv'd  to  make  his  mercy  known/ 
He  kindly  c  aims  mc  for  his  own. 

2  Se,belious'  l  aSainft  «im  ftrove 
Till  meited  and  conftrain'd  by  love  ; 
With  fin  and  felf  I  free  y  part, 

The  heavenly  bridegroom  wins  my  heart. 

3  My  guilt,  my  wretchednefs  lie  knows, 
He  takes  and  owns  me  for  his  fpoufe  ; 
My  debts  he  pays  and  fcts  me  free, 
And  mkes  his  riches  o'er  to  me. 

4  My  filthy  rags  are  laid  afide, 

He  clothes  me  as  becomes  his  bride; 
Himfelf  beftows  my  wedding  drefs, 
The  robe  of  perfeA  righteoufnefs. 

5  Loft  in  aftonifhment,  I  fee, 
Jejuii  thy  boundlefs  love  to  me  ; 
With  angels  I  thy  grace  adore, 

And  long  to  love  and  praife  thee  more, 
4  Since  thou  wilt  take  me  for  thy  bride, 

0  keep  me,  Saviour  near  thy  fide  ; 

1  fain  would  give  thee  all  my  heart, 
Nor  ever  from  my  Lord  depart. 

CLX.     li.  M.     Bi.DDOME. 

Bpjoht  and  Morninc  Star,  Rev.  xxii.  i6. 

j    "\7"  E  worlds  of  light  that  roll  fo  near 
JL     The  Saviour's  throne  of  fhining  blifs, 
O  tell  how  mean  your  glories  are, 
How  faint,  and  few,  compar'd  with  his. 

2   We  fing  the  bright  and  morning-ftar, 
{jrfii;i  &£  fyr'mg  of  light  and  lovej 


CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST.     161. 

Sec  how  its  rays  diflus'd  from  far, 
Conducl  us  to  the  realms  above. 

3  Its  cheering  beams,  fpread  wide  abroad, 
Point  out  the  puzzled  Chriftian's  way ; 
Still  as  he  goes  he  finds  the  road 
Enlightened  with  a  confiant  day. 

4  [Thus  when  the  eaftern  Magi  brought 
Their  royal  gifts,  a  ftar  appears, 
Directs  them  to  the  babe  they  fought, 

And  guides  their  fteps  and  calms  their  fears.] 
.5   When  ftiall  we  reach  the  heavenly  place, 
Where  this  bright  ftar  will  brighteft  fliine ; 
Leave  far  behind  thefe  fcenes  of  night, 
-n.nd  view  a  luftre  fo  divine  ? 

CLXI.     C.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 
Chief  among  Ten  Thousand;  or,  the  Ex- 

cellencies  vf  Christ ,  Cant.  v.  id — 16. 
I   *  |  'O  Chriji  the  Lord,  let  every  tongue 
X     Its  nobleft  tribute  bring  : 
When  he's  the  fubje<5t.  of  the  fong, 
Who  can  refufe  to  fing  ? 
1  Survey  the  beauties  of  his  face, 
And  on  his  glories  dwell : 
Think  of  the  wonders  of  his  grace, 
And  all  his  triumphs  tell. 

3  Majeftic  fweetrefs  fits  enthron'd 

Upon  his  awful  brow  ; 
His  head  with  radiant  glories  crown'd, 
His  lips  with  grace  o'erflow. 

4  No  mortal  can  with  him  compare, 

Among  the  fens  of  men  : 
Fairer  he  is  than  all  the  fair 
That  fill  the  heavenly  train. 
^  He  faw  me  plung'd  in  deep  diftrefs, 
He  flew  to  my  relief; 
For  me  he  bore  the  fhameful  crofs, 
And  carried  all  my  grief. 
G2 


162.    CHARACTERS  or  CHRIST. 

6  His  hands  a  thoufand  b  tilings  pours 

Upon  my  guilty  head  : 
His  prefence  gilds  my  darkeft  hours 
And  guards  my  fleeping  bed. 

7  To  him  I  owe  my  life  and  breath, 

And  all  the  joys  I  have  : 
He  makes  me  triumph  ever  death, 

And  faves  me  from  the  grave. 
3  To  heaven  the  place  of  his  abode 

He  brings  my  weary  feet! 
Shews  me  the  glories  of  my  God, 

And  makes  my  joys  comp  ete. 
9  Since  from  his  bounty  I  receive, 

Such  proofs  of  love  divine. 
Had  I  a  thoufand  hearts  to  give, 

Lord,  they  fhould  ad  be  thine. 

CLXII.      8.  7.     Madan's  Col'ecftion. 

Consol  \ton  of  Israfl,  Luke  ii   1$. 
I    OOME,  thou  long  expected  Jefus, 
K^J    Born  to  fct  thy  people  free; 
From  our  fears  and  ihis  reieaie  us, 

Let  us  find  our  r/eft  in  thee  : 
Ifrael's  ftrcngth  and  confolation, 

Hope  of  all  the  faints  thou  art ; 
Dear  defire  of  every  nation, 

Joy  of  every  longing  heart. 
2,  Born  thy  people  to  deliver  ; 

Born  a  child  and  yet  a  King ; 
Born  to  reign  in  us  forever. 

Now  thy  gracious  kingdom  bring, 
By  thine  own  tternal  Spirit, 

Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone  ; 
By  thine  all  fufikient  merit, 

Raife  us  to  thy  glorious  throne,. 


CHARACTERS  OF   CHRIST.     163,    164. 

CLXIII.     L.  M.     Da.  Doddridge. 

Corner-Stone,  i  Pet.  ii.  6.  Ifa.xxviii.  16,17. 

I    T    ORD,  doil  thou  fhew  a  corner-flone 
.1  j    For  us  to  build  our  hopes  upon, 
That  the  fair  edifice  may  rile 
Sublime  in  light  beyond  the  Ikies  ? 

£  We  own  the  work  of  fovereign  love, 
Nor  death  nor  hell  our  hopes  mail  move, 
Which  fix'd  on  this  foundation  ftand, 
Laid  by  thine  own  almighty  hand. 

3  Thy  people  long  this  ftone  have  tried, 
And  all  the  powers  of  hell  defy'd  ; 
Floods  of  temptation  beat  in  vain  ; 
Well  doth  this  rock  the  houfe  fuilain. 

4  When  ftorms  of  wrath  around  prevail, 
Whirlwind  and  thunder,  fire,  and  hail, 
'Tis  here  our  trembling  fous  fhall  hide, 
And  here  fecurely  they  abide : 

5  While  they  that  fcorn  this  precious  flonc, 
Fond  of  fome  quickfand  of  their  own, 
Borne  down  by  weighty  vengeance  die, 
And  buried  deep  in  ruin  lie. 

CLXIV.     C,  M. 

Desire  of  all  nat ions, Hag.  ii.  7.  Cant. i.  3. 
I   TNFINTTE  excellence  is  thine, 
Jl  Thou  lovely  Prince  of  grace ! 
Thy  uncreated  beauties  fhine 
With  never-fading  rays, 
a  Sinners  from  earth's  remoteft  end 
Come  bending  at  thy  feet ; 
To  thee  their  prayers  and  vows  afcend, 
In  thee  their  wifhes  meet. 
3  Thy  name,  as  precious  ointment  fhed, 
Deiights  the  church  around ; 
Sweetly  the  facred  odors  fpread 
Thro'  all  Immanuefs  ground. 


165,  166.    CHARACTERS    OF  CHRIST 

4  Millions  of  happy  fpirits  live 

On  thy  exhauftlefs  (lore  ; 
From  thee  they  ah  their  blifs  receive, 
And  ftill  thou  giveft  more. 

5  Thou  art  their  triumph  and  their  joy; 

They  find  their  all  in  thee; 
Thy  g  ories  wi  1  their  tongues  employ 
TTio'  all  eternity. 

CLXV.   C.  M.  Stamford  Tune   Doddridge. 

The  Door,  John  x.  o,  Hofea  ii.  15. 
1      A   WAKE,  our  fouls,  and  hlefs  his  name, 
.C\    Whofe  mercies  never  fat! ; 
Who  opens  wide  a  door  of  hope 
In  Achor's  gloomy  vale, 
■a  Behold  the  portal  wide  difplay'd, 
The  buildings  flrong  and  fair  ; 
Wherein  are  pafrures  frefh  and  green, 
And  living  ftreams  are  there. 

3  Enter,  my  foul,  with  cheerful  hafte, 

For  jefus,  is  the  door; 
Nor  fear  the  ferpent's  wily  art?, 
Nor  fear  the  lion's  roar. 

4  O  may  thy  grace  the  nations  lead, 

And  Jews  and  Gentih-s  come, 
All  trav'ling  thro'  one  bounteous  gate 
To  one  eternal  home  ! 

CLXVI.     L.M.     Steele. 
Our  Example,  Jrhn  xiii.  15. 
1      A    ND  is  the  gofpe:  peace  and  love  ? 

XjL   Such  let  onr  conversation  be; 

The  ferpent  blended  with  the  Dove, 

Wifdom  and  meek  fimpiicity 
1  Whene'er  the  angry  paffions  rife, 

And  tempt  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to  ftrife, 

To  Jtfir  Jet  us  bft  our  eyrs, 

Bright  patt-rn  of  the  chr::>.i;»r.  life  ! 


CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST.    167\ 

3  O  how  benevolent  and  kind ! 
How  mild  !  how  ready  to  forgive ! 
Be  this  the  temper  of  our  mind, 
And  thefe  the  rules  by  which  we  live. 

4  To  do  his  heavenly  Father's  will, 
Was  his  employment  and  delight : 
Humility  and  holy  zeal 

Shone  thro'  his  life  divinely  bright  ! 

5  Difpenfing  good  where'er  he  came, 
The  labors  of  his  life  were  love  ; 
O,  if  we  love  the  Saviour'6  name, 
Let  his  divine  exampie  move. 

6  But  ah,  how  blind  !  how  weak  we  are  \ 
How  frail !  how  apt  to  turn  afide  ! 
Lord,  we  depend  upon  thy  care, 

And  afk  thy  Spirit  for  our  guide. 

7  Thy  fair  example  may  we  trace, 

1  o  teach  us  what  we  ought  to  be ; 
Make  us  by  thy  transforming  grace, 
Dear  Saviour,  dayly  more  like  the 3. 

CLXVIII.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Fo    ERUNNER  and  Fou  fi  D-.TON  of  our  Hope, 

Heb.  vi   1 9,  do. 

1  TESUS  the  Lord,  our  fouls  adore, 
J    A  painful  fuffcrer  now  no  more  ; 
High  on  his  Father's  throne  he  reigns, 
O'er  earth,  and  heaven's  extenfive  plains, 

2  His  race  for  ever  is  complete, 
For  ever  undifturb'd  his  feat ; 
Myriads  of  angels  round  him  fly.. 
And  fing  his  well  gain'd  victory. 

3  Yet,  'mid ft  the  honors  of  his  throne, 
He  joys  not  for  himfelf  a. one; 
Hismeaneft  fervants  fhare  their  part, 
Share  in  that  royal  tender  heart. 

4  Pvaife,  my  foul,  thy  raptur'd  fight, 
With  lacred  wonder  and  delight ; 


168.    CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST. 
Jefus  thy  own  forerunner  fee 
Encer'd  beyond  the  veil  for  thee. 
6  Loud  let  the  howling  tempeft  yell, 
And  foaming  waves  to  mountains  fwell, 
No  fhipwreck  can  my  veff„l  fear, 
Since  hope  hath  fix'd  its  anchor  here. 

CLXVIII.      As  the  104th.  Hart. 
Fountain  opened  for  Sinners,  Zech.  xiii.  1. 
1        «npHE  fountain  of  Chrijl, 
JL      Lord,  help  us  to  fing, 
The  bleod  of  our  Prieft, 

Our  crucify 'd  King: 
The  fountain  that  cleanfes 
From  fin  and  from  filth, 
And  richly  difpenfes 
Salvation  and  health. 
%       This  fountain  fo  dear 
He'll  freely  impart ; 
When  piere'd  by  the  fpear, 
It  fiow'd  from  his  heart, 
■With  hi  od  and  with  water, 

The  firft  to  atone, 
To  cleanfe  us  the  latter; 
The  fountain's  but  one. 

3  This  fountain  from  guilt 

Not  on  y  makes  pure, 
And  gives,  foon  as  felt, 

Infallible  cure; 
But  if  guilt  removed, 

Return  and  remain, 
Its  power  may  be  proved 

Again  and  again. 

4  This  fountain  unfeai'd 

Stands  open  for  all 
Who  long  to  be  heai'd, 

The  great  and  the  fmall : 
Here's  ftrength  for  the  weakly 

1  hat  hither  are  led, 


CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST.    169. 

Here's  health  for  the  fickly, 
And  life  for  the  dead. 

5  This  fountain  tho' rich, 

From  charge  is  quite  clear, 
The  poorer  the  wretch 

The  welcomer  here  : 
Come  needy,  and  guilty, 

Come  oathfome  and  bare  ; 
Tho'  lep'rous  and  filthy, 

Come  juffc  as  you  are. 

6  This  fountain  in  vain 

Has  never  been  try'd, 
It  takes  out  all  ftain 

Whenever  apply'd: 
1  he  fountain  flows  fweetJy 

With  virtue  divine, 
To  cleanfe  fouls  completely, 

Tho'  leprous  as  mine. 
CLXIX.      C.  M.      Covv-per. 

Pra'rfi far  the  Fountain  opened. 

1  "  |  'HERE  is  a  fountain  fih'd  with  b  ood, 

-i_     Drawn  from  ImmanueV%  veins 
And  finners  plung'd  beneath  that  flood, 
Lofe  all  their  guilty  ft~ins. 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoie'd  to  fee 

That  fountain  in  his  dsy ; 
O  may  I  there,  tho'  vile  as  he, 
Wafh  all  my  fins  away  ! 

3  Dear  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  bleed 

Shall  never  loofe  its  power, 
Till  all  the  ranfom'd  church  of  Cod 

Be  fav'd  to  fin  no  more. 
\  E'er  fince,  by  faith,  T  faw  the  ftream 

Thy  flowing  wounds  fupply, 
Redeeming  .ove  has  been  my  theme, 

And  fhallbe  till  1  die. 
But  when  this  lifping,  Hammering  tongue 

Lies  iilent  in  ifee  grave, 


170.    CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST* 

Then  in  a  nobler,  fweeter  fong 
I'll  ling  thy  power  to  fave. 

CLXX.     L.  M.     Newton. 
Friend. 

I    T)OOR,  weak,  and  worthlefs  tho'  I  am, 
JL      I  have  a  rich  a  mighty  friend  ; 
yefus,  the  Saviour,  is  his  name, 
He  freely  loves,  and  without  end. 

a  He  ranfomM  me  from  hell  with  blood, 
And  by  his  power  my  foes  controui'd; 
He  found  me  wandering  far  God, 
And  brought  me  to  his  chofen  fold. 

3  He  cheers  my  heart,  my  want  fupplics, 
And  fays  that  I  mall  fhortly  be 
Enthron'd  with  him  above  the  fkies, 

O  !  what  a  friei.d  is  Cbrijl  to  mt ! 

PAUSE. 
Ij  this  thy  kindnefs  to  tby  Friend,  2  Sam.  xvi     1 7. 

4  But  ah !  my  in.no  ft  fpirit  mourns, 

And  well  my  eyes  with  tears  may  fwim, 
To  think  of  my  perverfe  returns ; 
I've  been  a  faithlefs  friend  to  him. 

5  Often  my  gracious  friend  I  grieve, 
Neglect,  diftruft,  and  difobey, 
And  often  fatan's  lies  believe, 
Sooner  than  all  my  friend  can  fay. 

6  [He  bids  me  always  freely  come, 
And  promifes  whate'er  I  afk : 

But  I  am  ftraiten'd,  cold,  and  dumb, 
And  count  my  privilege  a  tafk. 
-7   Before  the  world  that  hates  his  caufe, 

My  treachroushearc  has  throbb'd  with  fhame; 
Loth  to  forego  the  world's  applauie, 
1  hardly  dare  avow  hib  name.] 


CHARACTERS    OF    CHRIST.  171,  172. 

§   Sure  were  not  I  molt  vile  and  bafe, 

I  could  not  thus  my  friend  requite  ! 

And  were  not  he  the  God  of  grace, 

He'd  frown  and  fpurn  me  from  his  fight. 
CLXXI.     L.   M.     Beddome. 

Gift  of  God,  John  iii.  16.  %  Cor.  ix.  15. 
I     TESUS  my  love,  my  chief  delight, 

J     For  thee  I  long,  for  thee  I  pray  ; 

Amid  the  fhadows  of  the  night, 

Amid  the  bufinefs  of  the  day. 
a  When  fhall  1  fee  thy  fmiling  face, 

That  face  which  I  have  often  feen; 

Arife  thou  Sun  of  righteoufnefs, 

Scatter  the  clouds  that  intervene. 
3   Thou  art  the  glorious  gift  of  GaJt 

To  finners  weary  and  d'itreft  ; 

The  firft  of  ail  his  gifts  beftow'd, 

And  certain  pledge  of  ail  the  reft. 
4.  Could  I  but  fay  this  gift  is  mine, 

I'd  tread  the  world  beneath  my  feet  ; 

No  more  at  poverty  repine, 

Nor  envy  the  rich  finner's  fta-fe 
5  The  precious  jewel  I  would  ke^p, 

And  lodge  it  deep  within  my  heart  ; 

At  home,  abroad,  awake,  afleep, 

It  never  fhouid  from  thence  depart ! 

CLXXII.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
Head  of  the  Churchy  Eph.  iv.  15.  16. 

1  TESUS,  I  fing  thy  matchlefs  grace, 
3    That  calls  a  worm  thy  own  ; 
Gives  me  among  thy  faints  a  place 

To  make  thy  glories  known. 

2  Allied  to  thee  our  vital  head, 

We  a«il,  and  grow,  and  thrive: 
From  thee  divided,  each  is  de^d, 
When  rnofl  he  iecms  alive. 


173.    CHARACTERS  OF   CHRIST. 

3  Thy  faints  on  earth,  and  thofe  above, 

Here  join  in  fweet  accord  : 
One  body  all  in  mutual  love, 
And  thou,  our  common  Lord, 

4  O  may  my  faith  each  hour  derive 

Thy  Spirit  with  delight; 
"While  death  and  hell  in  vain  (hall  ftrive 
This  bond  to  difunite. 

5  Thou  the  whole  body  wilt  prefent 

Before  thy  Father's  face  ; 
Nor  fhall  a  wrinkle  or  a  fpot 
Its  beauteous  form  difgrac  e. 

CLXXIII.     C  M.     Liverpool  Tune. 
Dr.  Doddridge. 

JESCS — •precious  to  them  that  believe,  I  Pet.  If.   "J. 
i    TESUS,  I  lo\e  thy  charming  name, 
J    'Tis  mufic  to  my  ear  ; 
Fain  would  I  found  it  out  fo  loud, 
That  earth  and  heaven  might  hear, 
a  Yes,  thou  art  precious  to  my  foul, 
My  tranfport  and  my  truft ; 
Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys, 
And  gold  is  fordid  duft. 

3  All  my  capacious  powers  can  wifh 

In  thee  doth  rich'y  meet ; 
Nor  to  my  eyes  is  light  fo  dear, 
Nor  friendship  haif  fo  fweet. 

4  Thy  grace  fhah  dwell  upon  my  heart, 

And  fhed  its  fragrance  there  ; 
The  nobleft  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 
The  cordial  of  its  care. 
J  IM  fpeak  the  honours  of  thy  name, 
With  my  laft  laboring  breath  ; 
And  dying  clafp  thee  in  my  arms, 
The  antidote  of  death. 


CHARACTERS  OIT   CHRIST.    174,175 

CLXXIV.     7s.     Turin   Tur.e. 

Immanuel,  Matt.  i.   23.     1  Tim  iii.  16. 
I    /^  OD  -with  us  !  O  glorious  name  ! 

\JX  Let  it  Ihine  in  endlefs  fame  : 

God  and  man  in  Chriji  unite, 

O  myfterious  depth  and  height  ! 
a   Gcd  tvith  us  !  amazing  love 

Brought  him  from  1  is  courts  above; 

Now,  ye  faints,  his  grace  admire, 

Swell  the  fong  with  holy  fire. 

3  God  ivith  us  !  but  tainted  Hot 
With  the  firft  transgreffor's  blot; 
Yet  did  he  our  fins  fuftain, 

Bear  the  guilt,  the  curfe,  the  pain. 

4  [God  ivith  us  !  O  blifsful  theme  ! 
Let  the  impious  not  blafpheme, 
Jefus  {hall  in  judgment  fit, 
Dooming  rebels  to  the  pit.] 

5  God  ivith  us  !  O  wond'rous  grace  ! 
Let  us  fee  him  face  to  face, 
That  we  may  Immanuel  fing, 

As  we  ought,  our  God  and  King. 

CLXXV.     C.  M.     Steele. 
King  of  Saints. 

1  pOME,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
V>4   And  joy  to  make  it  known, 

The  fovereign  of  your  hearts  proclaim, 
And  bow  before  his  throne. 

2  Behold  your  King,  your  Saviour  crown 'd, 

With  glories  ail  divine  ; 
And  tell  the  wondering  nations  round, 
How  bright  thofe  glories  ihine. 

3  Infinite  power,  andboundlefs  grace, 

In  him  unite  their  rays  ;  l 

You  that  have  e'er  behe-d  his  face, 

Can  you  forbear  his  praife  ?  a 


1T3,  177.    CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST. 

4  When  in  hi?  earthly  courts  we  view 

The  glories  of  our  King  ; 
We  long  to  love  as  angels  do, 
And  wiih  like  them  to  fing. 

5  And  fliall  we  long  and  wifh  in  vain  ? 

Lord,  tesch  our  fongs  to  rife  ! 
Thy  love  can  animate  the  ftrain, 
And  bid  it  reach  the  Ikies. 

6  O  happy  period  !  glorious  day  ! 

When  heaven  and  earth  fhall  raife, 
With  all  their  powers  the  raptur'd  lay, 
To  celebrate  thy  praife. 

CLXXVI.  C.  M.  Miles's  Lane  Tune.  W 

Croivn  him. 

1  T>  ACKSLIDERS,  who  your  mifery  fed, 
JLJ    Attend  your  Saviour's  cali ; 

Return,  he'll  your  backflidings  heal ; 
O  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Though  crimfon  fin  increafe  your  guilt, 

And  painful  :s  your  thrall  ; 
For  broken  hearts  his  blood  was  fpilt ; 
O  crown  him  Lord,  of  all. 

3  Take  with  you  words,  approach  his  throne, 

And  low  before  him  fall ; 
He  underftandsthe  fpirit's  groan  : 
O  crown  him  Lord  of  a  1. 

4  Whoever  comes  he'd  not  caft  out, 

A'tho'  your  faith  be  fmall  ■ 
Hisfaithfulnefs  you  cannot  doubt; 

O  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 
CLXXVII.     C.  M.    Miles's  Lane  Tune. 

The  Spiritual  Coronation,  Cant.  iii.  II- 
Angels. 
j     A  LL  hail  the  powers  of  Jsfus  name  ! 
l\  Let  angels  proftrate  fall : 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem. 

And  crown  him  Lord  cf  all. 


CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST.    178. 

Martyrs. 
%  [Crown  him  ye  martyrs  of  our  CoJy 
Who  from  his  altar  call  ; 
Extol  the  ftem  of  Jeffe's  rod 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all.] 
Converted  Jews. 

3  [Ye  chofen  feed  of  Ifrael's  race. 

A  remnant  weak  and  fmall  : 
Hail  him  who  faves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  Crown  him  Lord  of  all.] 

Believing  Gentiles. 

4  Ye  Gentile  fmners,  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  ga^l  ; 
Go — fpread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  a  1. 

Sinners  of  every  age. 

5  [Babes,  men,  and  fires,  who  know  his  loves 

Who  feel  your  fin  and  thrall ; 

JVoif  joy  with  all  the  hofls  above, 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  a:l  ] 

Sinners  of  every  nation. 

6  Let  every  kindred,  every-  tribe 

On  this  tereftrial  bail. 
To  him  all  majefty  afcribc, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

Ourfelv.es. 

7  O  that,  with  yonder  facred  throng, 

We  at  his  feet  may  fail ; 
We'll  join  the  evcrUJlzng  .fonjr, 
.And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

CLXXVIII.     1 1 2th.     Uffculm  Tune.     C. 
Wesliy. 
Kinsman,  Ruth  iii.  4 — 9. 
I    YESUS,  we  claim  thee  for  our  own  ; 
%j    Our  kinfman  near  allied  in  blood, 


179.    CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST. 
Flefh  of  our  flcfh,  bone  of  our  bone, 

The  Son  of  man,  the  Son  of  God\ 
And  lo,  we  lay  us  at  thy  feet, 
Our  fentence  from  thy  mouth  to  meet, 
a  Partaker  of  ray  flefh  below, 

To  thee,  O,  Jefus,  I  apply; 
'j.  hou  wilt  thy  poor  relations  know 

Thou  never  canft  thyfelf  deny, 
Exclude  me  from  thy  guardian  care, 
Or  fflght  a  fmful  beggar's  prayer. 

3  Thee,  Saviour,  at  my  great  eft  need, 

I  truft  my  faithful  friend  to  prove  • 
Now  o'er  thy  meaneft  fervant  fpread 

The  fkirt  of  thy  redeeming  love  : 
Under  thy  wings  of  mercy  take, 
And  fave  me  for  thy  merit's  fake. 

4  Haft  thou  not  undertook  my  caufe 

Lord  over  all,  to  worms  allied  ? 
Anfwer  me  from  thac  bleeding  crofs, 

Demand  thy  dearly-ranfom'd  bride ; 
And  let  my  foul,  betroth 'd  to  thee, 
Thine,  wholly  thine  for  ever  he! 

CLXXIX-     L.  M.     Pawcett. 
Lamb  of  God,  &c.  John  i,  29. 
I   T>  EHOLD  the  fin-atoning  Lamb, 
.O  With  wonder,  gratitude,  and  love  : 
To  take  away  our  guilt  and  fhame, 
See  him  defcending  from  above. 
%  Our  fins  and  griefs  on  him  were  laid ; 
He  meekly  bore  the  mighty  load ; 
Our  ranfom-price  he  fully  paid, 
In  groans  and  tears,  in  fweat  and  blood. 

3  To  fave  a  guilty  world,  he  dies  ; 
Sinners  behold  the  bleeding  Lamb  ! 
To  him  lift  up  your  longing  eyes, 
And  hope  for  mercy  in  his  name. 

4  Pardon  and  peace  thro'  him  abound  ; 
He  can  the  richeft  bkffings  give; 


CHARACTERS  OF    CHRIST.     ISO,  181 

Salvation  in  his  name  is  found, 

He  bids  the  dying  finner  live. 
5   Jefus  my  Lord,  I  "look  to  thee  ; 

Where  elfe  can  help  efs  finners  go  ? 

Thy  boundlefs   ove  fhail  fct  melfree 

From  all  my  wretchnefs  and  woe. 

CLXXX.     S.   M.     J    C.   W. 
Leader, 
i        HTHOU  very  Pafchal  Lamb, 

-1     Whofe  blood  for  us  was  med, 
Thro'  whom  we  out  of  Egypt  came : 
Thy  ranfom'd  people   ed. 
2f       Ange<  of  gofpel- grace! 
Fulfil  thy  character, 
To  guard  and  feed  thy  chofen  race, 
In  Ifrael\  camp  appear. 

3  Thoughout  the  defert-way 
Conduct  us  by  thy  light, 

Be  thou  a  cooling  cloud  by  day, 
A  cheering  fire  by  night. 

4  Our  fainting  fouls  fuftain 
With  bleffzngs  from  above, 

And  ever  on  thy  people  rain 
The  manna  of  thy    ove. 

CLXXXI.     L.  M      Steele. 
Life  of  the  Soul,  John  xiv.  19. 
1    TT7HEN  ^ins  and  fsars  prevailing  rife, 
VV     And  fainting-  hope  amoil  expires; 
Jefus,  to  thee  I  iift  mine  eyes 
To  thee  I  breathe  my  four's  defires 
.%  Art  thou  not  mine,  my  living  Lord? 
And  can  my  hope,  my  comfort  die, 
Fix'd  on  thy  evcrlafting  word, 
That  word  which  built  the  earth  and  Iky  ? 
3  If  my  immortal  Saviour  iives, 
Then  my  immortal  life  i&  fure  ; 


82.     CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST. 
Hlsword  a  firm  foundation  gives, 
Here,  let  me  build,  and  reil  it  cure. 
Here,  let  my  faith  unfhaken  dwell, 
Immoveabiy  the  promife  ftands ; 
Not  all  the  powers  of  earth,  or  hell, 
C^n  e'er  diffolve  the  facred  bands. 
Here,  O  my  foul,  thy  trufl  repofe  ; 
If  Jcfus  is  for  ever  mine, 
Nor  death  itfeif,  that  laft  of  foes, 
Shall  break  an  union  fo  divine. 

CLXXXII.     8.    7.     Car  ifle  Tune. 
Light,  Ifaiah  ix.  2. 

LIGHT  of  thofe  whofe  dreary  dwelling 
Borders  on  the  fhades  of  death, 
Come  !  and  thy  dear  felf  revealing, 

Diffipate  the  clouds  beneath  ; 
The  new  heaven's  and  earth's  Creator, 

In  our  deepeft  darknefs  rife ! 
Scattering  all  the  night  of  nature, 

Pouring  day  upon  our  eyes ! 
Still  we  wait  for  thine  appearing, 

Life  and  joy  thy  beams  impart : 
Chafing  all  our  fears,  and  cheering 

Every  poor  benighted  heart : 
Come,  and  manifeft  the  favor 

Thou  haft  for  the  ranibm'd  race  : 
Come,  thou  dear  exalted  Saviour, 

Come,  and  bring  thy  gofpel-gracc. 
Save  us  in  thy  great  compaffion, 

O  thou  mild  pacific  Prince  ! 
Give  the  know  edge  of  falvation, 

Give  the  pardon  of  our  fins. 
By  thine  all-fufficient  merit, 

Every  burden'd  foul  releafe  ; 
By  the  influence  of  thy  Spirit, 

Guide  us  into  perfect  peace 


CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST.     183,  184. 

CLXXXIH.     7s.     W— . 

Meichizedek  a  type  of  Christ,  Gen.  xiv. 

18,19. 

1  JT  ING  of  Salem,  blefs  my  foul ! 
Jt^.   Make  a  wounded  finner  whole ! 
King  of  righteoufnefs  and  peace, 

Let  not  thy  fweet  vifits  ceafe  ! 

2  Come  !  refrefh  this  foul  of  mine 
With  thy  facred  bread  and  wine  ' 
All  thy  love  to  me  unfold, 

Half  of  which  can  not  be  told. 

3  Hail  Meichizedek  divine ! 

1  hou  great  High  Priefl:  fhalt  be  mine ; 
All  my  powers  before  thee  fall, 
Take  not  tithe,  but  take  them  all ! 
CLXXXIV.     C   M. 
Messenger  of  the  Covenant ,  Mai.  iii.  I. 
1     TESUS,  commiflion'd  from  above. 
J}    Defcends  to  men  below, 
And  {hews  from  whence  the  fprings  of  love, 
In  endlefs  currents  flow, 
a  He,  who  the  boundlefs  heaven  adores, 
Whom  angels  long  to  fee  : 
Quitted  with  joy  thofe  blifsful  fhores, 
Ambaffador  to  me  ! 

3  To  me  a  worm,  a  finful  clod, 

A  rebel  ali  forlorn  ; 
A  foe,  a  traitor  to  my  God> 
And,  of  a  traitor  born  ; 

4  To  me,  who  never  fought  his  grace, 

Who  mock'd  his  facred  word ; 
Who  never  knew,  or  lov'd  his  face, 
Ana  al.  his  will  abhorr'd; 

5  To  me,  who  could  not  even  praife, 

When  his  kind  heart  I  knew  ; 
But  fought  a  thoufand  devious  ways, 
lUthtr  than  keep  the  true; 


185.    CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST. 

6  Yet  this  redeeming  angel  came, 

So  vile  a  worm  to  blefs; 
He  took,  with  gladnefs  all  my  blame, 
And  gave  his  righteoufnefs. 

7  O  !  that  my  languid  heart  might  glow, 

With  ardor  all  divine  ; 
And  for  more  love  than  feraphs  know, 
Like  burning  feraphs  fhine  ! 
CLXXXV.     L.  M.   Needham. 
Messiah,  Gen.  xlix.  io,  Dan.  ix.  26  Hag.  ii.  9. 
1    S~^  LORY  to  God  who  reigns  above, 

\jj  Who  dwells  in  light,  whofe  name  is  love, 
Ye  faints  and  ange  s,  jf  you  can, 
Declare  the  love  of  God  to  man, 
S  O  what  can  more  his  love  command 
Hi*  dear,  his  only  Son  to  fend  ! 
'lhat  man,  condemn'd  to  die,  might  live, 
And  Gid  be  glorious  to  forgive! 

3  Median's  come — with  joy  behold 
The  days  by  prophets  long  foretold  : 
Judah,  thy  royal  fecptrt's  broke, 

And  time  ftiil  proves  what  Jacob  fpoke:. 

4  Daniel,  thy  weeks  are  allexpir'd 
The  time  prophetic  feais  requir'd  ; 
Cut  off  for  fins,  but  not  his  own, 
Thy  prince  Mcffiah  did  atone. 

5  Thy  famous  temple,  Solomon, 
Is  by  the  latter  far  out-fhone  : 

It  v/anted  nor  thy  g  itrering  (lore, 
Median's  prefence  grae'd  it  more. 

6  We  fee  the  prophecies  fulfill'd 

In  Jefus,  that  moft  woadrous  chid  : 
His  birth,  his  life,  his  death  combine 
To  prove  his  character  divine. 

7  Jef"s->  t^iy  g°fpel  firmly  (lands 
A  bleffing  to  thefe  favor'd  lands: 
No  infidel  (hall  be  our  dread, 
Since  thou  art  riferi  from  the  dead. 


CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST.     186,  137 
CLXXXVI.      7.6.8.     Clark's  Tune. 

C   Wesley. 
Passover,  Exod.  xii.  7.  1  Cor.  v.  7,  8. 
1    r^  HRIST,  our  paffover,  is  flain, 
V_>    To  fet  his  people  free, 
Free  from  fin's  Egyptian  chain, 

And  Pbaraolis  tyranny. 
Lord,  that  we  may  now  depart, 
And  truly  ferve  our  pardoning  Cod, 
Sprink.e  every  houfe  and  heart 
With  thine  atoning  blood. 
%  Let  the  angel  of  the  Lord 
His  awful  charge  fulfil, 
Let  his  peftiiential  fword 

The  fir  ft  born  victims  kill; 
Safe  in  fnares  and  deaths  we  dwellj 
Protected  by  that  crimfon  fign, 
From  the  rage  of  earth  and  hell, 
And  from  the  wrath  divine. 
3  Wilt  thou  not  a  difference  make 
Betwixt  thy  friend  and  foe, 
Vengeance  on  the  Egyptians  take, 

And  grace  to  Ifrael  fhew  ? 
Know'ft  thou  not,  moft  righteous  Bod, 
We  on  the  Pafchal  Lamb  rely  ? 
See  us  cover'd  with  the  blood, 
And  pafs  thy  people  by. 

CLXXXVII.     C.  M.     Steele 
Pearl  of  great  Price,  Matth.  xiii.  46. 
I   \7"E  glittering  toys  of  earth  adieu, 
X     A  nobler  choice  be  mine  ; 
A  real  prize  attracts  my  view, 
A  treafure  all  divine, 
Z  Be  gone,  unworthy  of  my  cares, 
Ye  fpacious  baits  of  fenfe  ; — 
Inellimahle  worth  appears, 
The  pearl  of  price  immenfe '. 


188.    CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST. 

3  Jefus  to  multitudes  unknown, 

O  name  divinely  fweet ! 
Jefus,  in  thee,  in  thee  alone, 
Wealth,  honor,  pleafurc  meet. 

4  Should  both  the  Indies,  at  my  call, 

Their  boafted  ftores  refign ; 
With  joy  I  would  renounce  them  all 
For  leave  to  call  thee  mine. 

5  Should  earth's  vain  treafures  all  depart, 

Of  this  dear  gift  pofleff  d 
I'd  clafp  it  to  my  joyful  heart, 
And  be  for  ever  bleffd 

6  Dear  fov'reign  of  my  foul's  defires, 

Thy  love  is  blifs  divine  ; 
Accept  the  wifh  that  love  infpires, 
And  bid  me  call  thee  mine. 

CLXXXVIII.     C.  M.     Steel*. 
Physician  of  Souls,  Jeremiah  viii.  22. 

1  T^VEEP  are  the  wounds  which  fin  has  made, 
-L/  Where  fhall  the  finner  find  a  cure  ? 

In  vain  alas  is  nature's  aid, 

The  work  exceed?  all  nature's  power. 

2  Sin,  like  a  raging  fever,  reigns, 
With  fatal  frrengtb.  in  every  part; 
The  dire  contagion  fills  the  veins, 
And  fpireads  its  poifon  to  the  heart. 

•3  And  can  no  fovereign  balm  be  found  ? 
And  is  no  kind  phyfician  nigh 
To  eafe  the  pain,  and  heal  the  wound, 
Ere  life  and  hope  for  ever  fly ; 

4  There  is  a  great  phyfician  near, 
Look  up,  O  fainting  foul,  and  live  ; 
See,  in  his  heavenly  fmiles  appear 
Such  eafe  as  nature  cannot  give  ! 

5  See,  in  the  Saviour's  dying  blood 
Life  health,  ar.d  blifs,  abundant  flow  ! 
'Tis  only  this  dear  facred  flood  * 
Can  eafe  thy  pain  and  heal  thy  vroc. 


CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST.     189, 

6  Sin  throws  in  vain  its  pointed  dart, 
For  here  a  foverein  curt-  is  f:und; 
A  cordial  for  the  fainting  heart, 
A  halm  for  evry  painful  wound. 

CLXXXIX.     CM.     Great  Milton  Tunr. 

Physician  :  or,  The  Miracles  of  Christ, 
i     TESUS,  fince  thou  art  ftill  to  day 
,J     As  yefterday  the  fame  ! 
Prefent  to  heal,  in  me  difplay 
The  virtue  of  thy  name, 
a  Since  ftill  thou  go'fr.  about  to  do 
Thy  needy  creatures  good  ; 
On  me,  that  I  thy  praife  may  ihew, 
Be  all  thy  wonders  fhew'd. 
Leper. 

3  Now,  Lord,  to  whom  for  help  I  call, 

Thy  miracles  repeat ; 
With  pitying  eye  behold  me  fall, 
A  leper  at  thy  feet. 

4  Loathfome,  and  vile,  and  felf  abhorr'd, 

I  fink  beneath  my  fin  ; 
But  if  thou  wilt,  a  gracious  word 
Of  thine  can  make  me  clean. 
Deaf  and  Dumb. 

5  Thou  feeft  me  deaf  to  thy  commands, 

Open  O  Lord!  mine  ear; 
Bid  me  ftretch  out  my  withered  hands, 
And  lift  them  up  in  prayer. 

6  Silent  (alas !  thou  know 'ft  how  long) 

My  voice  I  cannot  raife ; 
But  oh  when  thou  fhalt  loofe  my  tongue, 
The  dumb  fhall  fing  thy  praife. 
Lame. 

7  Lame  at  the  pool  I  ftill  am  feen, 

Waiting  to  find  relief; 

H 


190.    CHARACTERS  OF   CHRIST. 

While  many  others  venture  in, 
And  wafh  away  their  grief. 
$  Now  fpeak  my  mind,  my  confeience  found, 
Give,  and  my  ftrength  employ  ; 
Light  as  3n  hart,  my  foul  (hall  bound, 
The  kme  fhall  leap  for  joy. 
Blind. 

9  If  thou,  my  GWa  art  paffmg  by, 

O  !  let  me  find  thee  near ; 
ytfus,  in  mercy  hear  my  cry, 
Thou,  fon  of  David,  hear  ! 

10  See,  I  am  waiting  in  the  way, 

For  thee  the  heavenly  light  : 
Command  me  to  be  brought,  and  fay, 
"  Sinner  receive  thy  fight." 
Possessed. 

11  C&ft  oat  thy  foes,  and  let  them  ftill 

rio  thy  great  name  iubmit ; 
Clethe  with  thy  rightecui'neis,  and  heal, 

And  place  me  at  thy  feet, 
i  Z  From  fir,  the  guilt,  the  power,  the  pain, 

Tho«  wiit  rtiifve  my  foul ; 
Lord,  1  believe^  und  not  in  vain, 

•7or  thou  wilt  make  me  whole. 

CXC.     148th.     Cennick. 
High-Priest. 
/      ^    GOOD  High  Frieft  is  come, 
JL  %.   Supplying  Aaron's  place, 
And  taking  up  his  room, 
Diipen^ng  life  and  grace: 
The  law  by  Aaron's  prieflhood  came, 
But  grace  and  truth  by  Jefus'  name. 
2        My  Lord 'a  pricfi  is  made, 
Asfware  the  mighty  God, 
To  Ifrael  and  his  feed, 
Grdain'd  to  offer  blood  : 
For  £nr.ers  who  his  mercy  feek, 
A  priefl  as  was  Maichezedek. 


CHARACTERS  Ot    CHRIST.    191 

He  once  temptations  knew, 

Of  every  fort  and  kind, 

That  he  might  fuccour  fliew, 

To  every  tempted  mind  ; 
In  every  point  the  Lamb  was  try'd 
Like  us,  and  then  for  us  he  dy'd. 

He  dies,  but  lives  again, 

And  by  the  altar  {lands ; 

There  fhews  how  he  was  flain, 

Op'ning  his  pierced  hands. 
Our  pricft  abides,  and  pleads  the  caufe 
Gf  us  who  have  tranfgrefs'd  his  laws. 

I  other  priefts  difclaim, 

And  laws  and  offerings  too, 

None  buc  the  bleeding  Lamb 

The  mighty  work  can  do  ; 
He  fhall  have  all  the  praife,  for  he 
Hath  lov'd  and  liv'd,  and  dy'd  for  me. 

CXCI.     L.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennett, 
The  Excellency  of  the  Prhjibood  of  CKRI ST . 

MONG  ail  the  priefts  of  Jewifh  race, 
Jefus  the  moft  illuftrious  (lands: 
The  radiant  beauty  of  his  face 
Superior  love  and  awe  demands. 
Not  Aaron  or  Melchizedek 
Could  claim  fuch  high  defcent  as  he ; 
His  natuft  and  his  name  befpeak 
His  unexampled  pedigree, 
Defcended  from  the  eternal  Gcd, 
He  bears  the  name  of  his  own  Son ; 
And  drefs'd  in  human  fiefh  and  blood, 
He  puts  his  prieftly  garments  on. 
The  mitred  crown,  the  embroider 'd  veft, 
With  graceful  dignity  he  wears  ; 
And  in  full  fpiendor  on  his  breaft 
The  facred  oracle  appears. 
So  he  prefents  his  lacrifice, 
An  off'ring  moft  divinely  fweet ; 


192.    CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST. 

While  clouds  of  fragrant  incenfe  rife, 

And  cover  o'er  the  mercy  feat. 
4  The  Father  with  approving  frnile 

Accepts  the  off 'ring  of  his  Son; 

New  joys  the  wond'ring  angels  feel, 

And  hafle  to  bear  the  tidings  down. 
7  The  welcome  news  their  lips  repeat, 

Gives  facred  pleafure  to  my  breaft ; 

Henceforth,  my  foul,  thy  caufe  commit 

To  Cbrifi,  thy  advocate  and  prieft. 

CXCII.     nzth.  Carey's  Tune.  Pre.  Davies. 

Prophet,  Priest  and  King,  i  Peter  ii.  7. 
I    T  ESUS,  how  precious  is  thy  name  ! 
J    The  great  Jehovah's  darling  thou! 
O  let  me  catch  the  immctal  flame, 

With  which  angelic  bofoms  glow  ! 
Since  angels  love  thee,  I  would  love, 
And  imitate  the  bleffd  above. 
1  My  Prophet  thou,  my  heavenly  guide, 
Thy  fweet  inftructiens  I  will  hear; 
The  words  that  from  thy  lips  proceed, 

Ohow  divinely  fweet  they  are! 
Thee  my  great  Prophet  I  would  love, 
And  imitate  the  b;eff'd  above. 

3  My  great  Higb-Prieft,  whofe  precious  blood 

Did  once  atone  upon  the  crofs; 
Who  now  both  intercedes  with  God, 

And  pleads  the  friendlefs  Tinner's  caufe ; 
In  thee  I  truft ;  thee  I  would  love, 
And  imitate  the  blcil'd  above. 

4  My  King  iupremc,  to  thee  I  bow, 

A  willing  fubjeiit  at  thy  feet; 
All  other  lords  1  difcvow, 

And  to  thy  government  fubmit, 
My  Saviour  A"././,  ih:>  >xv.rt  would  love» 
And  knit  ..■  i  ubwv?. 


I 


CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST.     193,   194. 
CXCITI.     L.  M. 
The  Ransom,  Ifaiah  Ixi   z. 
COME,"  the  great  Redeemer  cries, 
A  year  of  freedom  to  declare, 
"  From  debt  and  bondage  to  discharge, 
"  And  Jeivs  and  Greeks  the  grace  fhali  fhare : 
1  "  A  day  of  vengeance  I  proclaim, 
"  But  not  on  man  the  ftorm  fha'.l  fall, 
"  On  me  its  thunders  mall  defcend, 
"  My  ftrength,  my  love  fuftain  them  all." 

3  Stupendous  favour  !  matchlefs  grace  ; 
Jefus  has  dy'd  that  we  might  live  ; 
Not  worlds  below,  nor  worlds  above 
Could  fo  divine  a  ranfom  give. 

4  To  him  who  lov'd  our  ruin'd  race, 
And  for  our  lives  laid  down  his  own, 
L.et  fongs  of  joyful  praifes  rife, 
Sublime,  eternal  as  his  throne. 

CXCIV.     CM.     Dr.  Doddridge. - 
Our  Righteousness,  Jer.  xxiii.  6. 

1  QAVIOUR  divine,  we  know  thy  name, 
O    And  in  that  name  we  truft  ; 

Thou  art  the  Lord  our  righteoufnefs, 
Thou  art  thine  Ifracl's  boaft. 

2  Guilty  we  plead  before  thy  throne, 

And  low  in  duft  we  lie 
Till  Jefus  ftretch  his  gracious  arm 
To  bring  the  guilty  nigh. 

3  The  fins  of  one  moft  righceous  day 

Might  plunge  us  in  defp3ir; 
Yet  all  the  crimes  of  numerous  years 
Shall  our  greai  furety  clear. 

4  That  fpotlefs  robe  which  he  hath  wrought, 

Shall  deck  us  all  around; 
Nor  by  the  piercing  eye  of  God 
One  blsmifh  mall  be  found. 
H  2 


195.    CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST. 

5  Pardon,  and  peace,  and  lively  hope 

To  Tinners  now  are  given  ; 
lfrael  and  Judah  foon  fhall  change 
1  heir  wildernefs  for  heaven. 

6  With  joy  we  taite  that  manna  now, 

1  by  mercy  fcatters  down  ; 
We  feal  our  humhie  vows  to  thee, 
And  wait  the  promis'd  crown. 

CXCV.       7s.      To  PL  ADV. 

Rock  /mitten ;  or,  Toe  Rock  of  Ages  i  Iw.  xxvi.  4. 
I   T>  OCK  of  ages,  fhelter  me, 

XV.  Let  me  hide  myfelf  in  thee ! 

Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 

From  thy  wounded  fide  which  flow'd, 

Be  of  fin  the  doubled  cure, 

Cleanfe  me  from  its  guilt  and  power. 
%  Not  the  labour  of  my  hands 

Can  fulfil  the  law's  demands  ; 

Could  my  zeal  no  refpite  know, 

Could  my  tears  for  ever  flow, 

All  for  fin  could  not  atone, 

Thou  mud  fave,  and  thou  alone, 

3  Nothing  in  my  hand  I  bring, 
Simply  to  thy  crofs  I  cling; 
Naked  come  to  thee  for  drefs, 
H=!plefs  look  to  thee  for  grace  ; 
Black,  I  to  the  fountain  fly, 
Wafh  me,  Saviour  or  I  die  ! 

4  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  my  eye  firings  break  in  death, 
When  I  f'oar  to  wor-is  unknown, 
See  thee  on  thy  judgment  throne, 
Rock  of  ages  fhe  ter  me, 

Let  me  hide  myfelf  in  thee. 


CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST.    196,  197. 

CXCVI.     L.  M.     Steele. 
Saviour  the  only  On:,  A  efts  iv;  12. 
I    TESUS,  the  fpring  of  joy*  divine, 

J    Whence  all  our  hopes  and  comforts  flow, 

ye/us,  no  other  name  but  thine 

Can  fave  us  from  eternal  woe. 
i  In  vain  would  boaftisg  reafon  find 

The  way  to  happinefs  and  God; 

Her  weak  directions  leave  the  mind 

Bewilder'd  in  a  dubious  road. 

3  No  other  name  will  heaven  approve  ; 
Thou  art  the  true,  the  living  way, 
(Ordain'd  by  everlafting  love,) 

To  the  bright  realms  of  endlefs  day. 

4  Here  let  our  conftant  feet  abide, 
Nor  from  the  heavenly  path  depart; 

0  let  thy  Spirit,  gracious  guide,     . 
Direct  our  fteps,  and  cheer  our  heart. 

5  Safe  lead  us  thro'  this  world  of  night, 
And  bring  us  to  the  blifsfu!  plains, 
The  regions  of  unclouded  light, 
Where -perfect  joy  for  ever  reigns. 

CXCVII.  -S.  M.     Steele.  " 
Shepherd,  Pfalmxxiii.  I — 3. 
I       TT  7  HTLE  my  Redeemer's  near, 
V  V     My  fiiepherd  and  my  guide, 

1  bid  farewei  to  anxious  fear, 

My  wants  are  all  fupply'd. 
a       To  ever-fragrant  meads 

Where  rich  abundance  grows, 
His  gracious  hand  indulgent  leads 
And  guards  my  fweet  repofe. 
3       Along  the  lovely  fcene 
Cool  waters  gently  roll, 
Tranfparent,  fweet,  and  all  ferene, 
To  cheer  my  fainting  foul 


193.    CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST. 

4  Here  let  my  fpirit  reft; 
How  fweet  a  lot  is  mine  ! 

With  pleafure,  food,  and  fafety  bleft ; 
Beneficence  divine ! 

5  Dear  (hcpherd,  if  I  dray, 
My  wandring  feet  reftore  ; 

To  thy  fair  paflures  guide  my  way, 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 

6  Unworthy  as  I  am, 
Of  thy  protecting  care, 

Je/ns,  I  plead  thy  gracious  name, 
For  all  my  hopes  are  there. 

CXCVIII.     The01dio4th. 
Strong  Hold,  Zech  ix.  iz.     Neh. 
i        'ST^-  prifcners  of  hope 

X     O'erwhelmed  with  grief, 
To  Jsfus  look  up 

For  certain  relief: 
There's  no  condemnation 

In  Jefus  the  Lord, 
But  ftrong  confolation 
His  grace  doth  afford. 
1        Should  juitice  appear 
A  me rcilefs  foe, 
Yet  be  of  good  cheer, 

And  foon  (hall  you  know 
'I  hat  Tinners  confefling 

Their  wicked  nil's  pad, 
A  pentiftt.  bl  effing 
Of  pardon  fhali  tafte. 
3        Then  dry  up  your  tears, 
Ye  chi  dren  of  grief, 
For  Jefur  appears 

To  give  you  relief; 
If  you  are  returning 

To  'Jefus  your  friend, 
Your  fighir.g  and  mourning 
In  finging  fhali  end. 


CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST.    199. 

"  None  will  I  caffc  out 

"  Who  come,"  faith  the  Lord, 
Why  then  do  you  doubt  ? 

Lay  hold  of  his  word  ; 
Ye  mourners  of  Sion, 

Be  bold  to  believe, 
For  ever  rely  on 

Your  Saviour,  and  live 

CXCIX.     L.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 
Sun,  Pfalm  Ixxxiv.  n. 

GREAT  God,  amid  the  darkfome  night, 
Thy  g'iories  dart  upon  my  fight, 
While,  wrapt  in  wonder,  I  beho  d 
The  filve/  moon  and  ftars  of  gold. 
But  when  I  fee  the  fun  arife, 
And  pour  his  glories  o'er  the  Ikies, 
In  more  ftupendous  forms  I  view 
Thy  greatnefs  and  thy  goodnefs  teo. 
Thou  Sun  of  funs,  whofe  dazzling  light 
Tries  and  confounds  an  angel's  fight, 
How  fhaU  I  glance  mine  eye  at  thee 
In  all  thy  vaft  immenfity  ? 
Yet  I  may  be  allow'd  to  trace 
The  diftant  fhadow  of  thy  face, 
As  in  the  pale  and  fickly  moon 
We  trace  the  image  of  the  fun. 

In  every  work  thy  hands  have  made 

Thy  power  and  wifdom  are  difplay'd ; 

Buc  O  !  what  glories  ah  divine 

In  my  incarnate  Saviour  fhine  ! 

He  is  my  Sun,  beneath  his  wings 

My  foul  fecurely  fits  and  Cngs  ; 

And  there  enjoys  like  thofe  above, 

The  balmy  influence  of  thy  love. 

O  may  the  vital  ftrength  and  heat 

His  cheering  beams  communicate, 

Enable  me  my  courfe  to  run 

With  the  fame  vigor  as  the  fun! 
H  3 


200,  201.    CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST, 
CC.     C.  M.     TorLADY. 
VlNt  ami  the  Branches.,  John  xv,  I— '-J. 
I    TESUS,  immutably  the  fame, 
J    Thou  true  and  living  yiney 
Around  thy  all-fupporting  ftem 
My  feeble  arms  I  twine. 
ft  Quicken'd  by  thee,  and  kept  alive 
I  flourifh  and  bear  fruit : 
My  life  I  from  thy  fap  derive, 
My  vigor  from  thy  root. 

3  I  can  do  nothing  without  thee ; 

My  ftrength  is  wholly  thine ; 
Wither'd  and  barren  mould  I  be, 
If  fever'd  from  the  vine. 

4  Upon  my  leaf,  when  parch'd  with  heat, 

Refrefhing  dew  fhall  drop, 
The  plant  which  thy  right  hand  hath  fet, 
Shall  ne'er  be  rooted  up. 

5  Each  moment  water'd  by  thy  care, 

And  fenc'd  with  power  divine, 
Fruit  to  eternal  life  fhall  bear 
The  feebleft  b;anch  of  thine. 

CCI.     L.  M.     Cennick. 

Wat  to  Canaan. 

I    TESUS,  my  all  to  heaven  is  gone, 
,J    He  whom  1  fix  my  hopes  upon ; 
His  track  I  fee,  and  I'll  purfue, 
The  narrow  way  till  him  I  view. 

a  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 
The  road  that  leads  from  banifhment, 
The  King's  highway  of  holinefs 
I'll  go,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

3  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  fought, 
And  mourn'd  becaufe  I  found  it  not; 
My  grief,  my  burden  long  has  been 
Becaufe  I  cou'd  not  ceafe  from  fin. 


CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST.    202,  203. 

4  The  more  I  flrove  againft  its  power, 
I  finn'd  and  Humbled  hue  the  more, 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  fay, 
Come  hither,  Soul,  "  I  am  the  Way." 

5  Lo  !  glad  I  come,  and  thou,  blefl  Lamb, 
Shall  take  me  to  thee  as  I  am; 

My  finful  felf  to  thee  I  give, 
Nothing  but  love  (hall  1  receive. 

6  Then  will  I  tell  to  finners  round, 
What  a  dear  Saviaur  I  have  found  ; 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 

And  fay, "Behold  the  w^y  to  God." 

CCII.     8.  8.  6. 
Way,  Truth,  and  Life,  John  xiv.  6. 

1  r~pHERE  is  no  path  to  heavenly  blifs, 

X     Or  folid  joy,  or  lading  peace, 
But  Chrift,  th'  appointed  road  ; 
O  may  we  tread  the  facred  Wa\, 
By  faith  rejoice,  and  praife,  and  pray, 
Till  we  fit  down  with  God  ! 

2  The  types,  and  fhadows  of  the  word 
Unite  in  Chrijl,  the  man,  the  Lf>rd> 

The  Saviour,  juft  and  true : 
G  may  we  ail  his  word  believe, 
And  ail  his  promifes  receive, 

And  all  his  precepts  do. 

3  As  he  above  for  ever  lives, 
And  life  to  dying  finners  gives, 

Eternal  and  divine ; 
O  may  his  Spirit  in  me  dwell, 
Then  fav'd  from  fin,  and  death,  and  hell, 
Eternal  life  is  mine. 
CCIII.     L,  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
Wisdom,  Righteousness,  Sanct;eicm- 
tion  and  Rf.dempttqn  i  Cor.  i.  jo,  31. 
I    "T^/fY  God  aflift  me,  while  I  raife 
IVX  An  anthem  of  harmonious  praife 


204.    CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST. 

My  heart  thy  wonders  fhall  proclaim, 

And  fpread  the  banners  in  thy  name, 
%  In  Chrijl  I  view  a  ftore  divine ; 

My  Father,  al  that  ftore  is  thine; 

By  thee  prepar'd,  by  thee  beftow'd; 

Hail  to  the  Saviour  and  the  God  ! 

3  When  gloomy  {hades  my  foul  o'erfpread, 
"  Let  there  be  light,"  th'  Almighty  laid ; 
And  Cbrifi,  my  Sun,  his  beam6  difplays, 
And  fcatters  round  celeftial  rays. 

4  Condemn'd  thy  criminal  I  flood, 
And  awful  juftice  afk'd  my  blood  ; 
That  welcome  Saviour  from  thy  throne 
Brought  righteoufnefs  and  pardon  down. 

5  My  foul  was  all  o'erfpread  with  fin. 
And,  lo,  his  grace  hath  made  me  clean  ; 
He  refcures  from  th'  infernal  foe, 
And  full  redemption  will  beftow. 

6  Ye  faints  affift  my  grateful  tongue : 
Ye  angels  warble  back  my  long ; 
For  love  like  this  demands  the  praife 
Of  heaven'y  harps,  and  endlefs  days. 

CCIV.     C.   M.     Toplady. 
All  in  All. 
i    jjJFi  OMPAR'D  with  Chrift,  in  all  befule 
V^    No  comeiinefs  I  fee ; 
1  he  one  thing  needful,  deareft  Lord, 
Is  to  be  one  with  thee. 
%  The  fenfe  of  thy  expiring  love 
Into  my  foul  convey  ; 
Thyfelf  beftow  ;  for  thee  alone 
My  all  in  alt,,  1  pray. 

3  Lefs  than  thyfelf  wi'!  not  fufiice, 

My  comfort  to  re  ftore  ; 
Mere  than  thyfelf  I  cannot  crave  ; 
And  thou  canft  give  no  more. 

4  Lov'd  of  my  God,  for  him  again 

With  love  intenfe  I'd  burn  ; 


CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST.    205. 
Chofen  of  thee  ere  time  began, 
I'd  chufe  thee  in  return. 
5  Whate'er  confifts  not  with  thy  love, 
O  teach  me  to  refign  : 
I'm  rich  to  all  th'  intents  of  blifs 
If  thou,  O  God,  art  mine. 

CCV.     8s.     New  jerufalem  Tune.  K— 

All  in  Alt.  ;  or  the  Tc/ii^ouy  concerning  J esi/Sj 

the  Soul  of  Proph ecy,  Rev.  sis.  10. 
i   HPHE  Bible  is  juftly  efleem'd 

JL     The  glory  fupreme  of  the  land, 

Which  fhows  how  a  finner's  redeem'd, 

And  brought  to  Jehovah's  right  hand, 

With  pleaiure  we  freely  confefs 

The  Bible  all  books  does  outfhine, 

But  Jefus  his  perfon  and  grace, 

Affords^t  that  luftre  divine. 
%  In  every  prophetical  book 

Where  God  his  decrees  hath  unfeal'd, 

With  joy  we  behold  as  we  look, 

The  wonderful  Saviour  reveal'd  : 

His  glories  project  to  the  eye, 

And  prove  it  was  not  his  dcflgn. 

Thofe  glories  concealed  mould  lie, 

But  there  in  fu  1  majefty  fhine. 

3  Thejirfi  gracious  promlf  to  man, 
A  bleffed  predidton  appears, 

His  work  is  the  foul  of  the  plain, 
And  gives  it  the  glory  it  wears. 
How  cheering  the  truth  muft  have  been. 
That  Jefus,  the  promifed  feed, 
Should  triumph  o'er  iatan  and  (in, 
And  hei,  in  captivity  lead  ! 

4  The  ancient  Le-ui 'ileal  Lain 
\Ydc.  prophecy  afcer  its  kind, 

In  types  there  the  faithful  forefaw 
The  Saviour  thai  ram'om'd  mankisd. 


206.  THE   INFLUENCES  OF 

The  Altar,  the  Lamb,  and  the  Prieft, 
The  b'.ood  that  was  fprinkled  of  old, 
Had  life,  when  the  people  could  tafte 
The  bkffings  thofe  fhadows  foretold. 

5  Review  each  prophetical/c«g-, 
Which  fhines  in  prediction's  rich  train, 
The  fweeteft  to  Jefas  belong 

And  point  out.  his  fufferings  and  reign  j 
Sure  David  his  harp  never  ftrung 
With  more  of  true  facred  delight, 
Titan  when  of  the  Saviour  he  fung, 
And  ho  was  reveal'd  to  his  fight. 

6  May  J(f«s,  more  precious  become — 
His  word  be  a  lamp  to  our  feet, 
While  we  in  this  wildernefs  roam. 
Till  brought  in  his  prefence  to  meet ! 
Then,  then  will  we  gaze  on  thy  face. 
Our  Prophet,  our  Pneft,  and  our  King; 
Recount  all  thy  wonders  of  grace, 
Thy  praifes  eternally  fing. 


THE     INFLUENCES     AND     GRACES     OF 
THE   SPIRIT. 

CCVI.     1 1 2th. 
The  Comforter \  John  xiv.  1 6 — 1 8. 
I    TESUS,  we  hang  upon  the  word, 

J|    Our  longing  fouls  have  heard  from  thee  ; 
Be  mindful  of  thy  promife,  Lord, 

Thy  promife  made  to  fuch  as  me, 
To  fuch  as  Sion's  paths  purfue, 
And  would  believe  that  God  is  true. 
1  Thou  fay  'ft,  "  I  will  the  Father  pray, 
"  And  he  the  Comforter  fha  1  give, 
"  Shall  give  him  in  your  hearts  to  ftay, 
"  And  never  more  his  temples  leave  ; 


THE  HOLY  SPIRIT.  207. 

"  Myfelf  will  to  my  orphans  come, 
"  And  make  you  mine  eternal  home." 
Come  then,  dear  Z ore,  thy felf  reveal, 

And  let  the  promife  now  take  place 
Be  it  according  to  thy  will, 

According  to  the  word  of  grace ; 
Thy  forrowful  difciples  cheer, 
And  fend  us  down  the  Comforter. 
He  vifitsoft  the  troubled  breaft, 

And  oft  relieves  our  fad  complaint : 
But  foon  we  loofe  the  tranfient  gueft, 

But  foon  we  droop  again  and  faint, 
Repeat  the  melancholy  mean, 
"  Our  joy  is  fled,  our  comfort  gone  !" 
Haften  him.  Lord,  into  each  heart, 

Our  fure  and  infeparable  guide  ; 
O  may  we  meet  and  never  part ! 

O  may  he  in  our  hearts  abide  ! 
And  keep  his  hoafe  of  praife  and  prayer, 
And  reft  and  reign  for  ever  there  ! 
CCVII.     L.  M.  3— 
The  Leadings  of the  Spirit,  Rom.    viih    1 4- 

GOME,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  light  and  comfort  from  above  ; 
Be  thou  our  guardian,  thou  our  guide, 
O'er  every  thought  and  ftep  prefide. 
Conduct  us  fafe,  conduct  us  far 
From  every  fin  and  hurtful  fnare; 
Lead  to  thy  word  that  rules  muf:  give, 
And  teach  us  leffons  how  to  ive. 
The  light  of  truth  to  us  difplay, 
And  make  us  know  and  choofe  thy  way  • 
Plant  holy  fear  in  every  heart, 
That  we  from  God  may  ne'er  depart. 
Lead  us  to  holinefs,  the  road 
That  we  muft  take  to  dwe.l  with  Cd) 
Lead  us  to  Chriji,  the  living  way, 
Nor  let  us  from  his  paltures  flray. 


208,  209.    THE  INFLUENCES  OF 

5   Lead  us  to  God,  our  final  reft 
In  his  enjoyment  to  be  blefs'd  ; 
Lead  us  to  heaven,  the  feat  of  b'ifs, 
Where  pleafure  in  perfection  is. 

CCV1II.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

The  Spirit's  Influences  compared  to  living  Water, 
John  iv.  io. 

I    Y>LESS'D  Jefus,  fource  of  grace  divine, 
JO  What  foui-refrefhing  ftrcams  are  thine  } 
O  bring  thefe  healing  waters  nigh, 
Or  we  muft  droop,  and  fall  and  die. 

S  No  traveller  thro'  defert  lands, 

'Midft  fcorching  funs,  and  burning  fands, 
More  needs  the  current  to  obtain, 
Or  to  enjoy  refrefhing  rain. 

3  Our  longing  fouls  aloud  would  fing, 
Spring  up,  celeftial  fountain,  fpring ; 
To  a  redundant  river  flow, 

And  cheer  this  thirfty  land  below. 

4  May  this  bleft  torrent  near  my  fide 
Thro'  all  the  defert  gently  glide  ; 
Then  in  ImmanueVs  land  above. 
Spread  to  a  fea  of  joy  and  love ! 

CCIXj     L.  M. 

Divine  Influences  compared  to  Rain, "Pfalm  Ixxii.  6. 

I      A   S  fhowers  on  meadows  newly  mown, 
±\.  Jefus  fhall  fhed  his  bleflings  down, 
Crown'd  with  whofe  life-infufing  drops, 
Earth  fhall  renew  her  blifsful  crops. 

a  Lands  that  beneath  a  burning  fky, 
Have  long  been  defolate  and  dry, 
Th'  effufions  of  his  love  fhall  fhare, 
A  nd  fudden  greens  and  herbage  wear. 

3  The  dews  and  rains,  in  all  their  ftore, 
Drenching  the  paitures  o'er  and  o'er, 


THE  HOLY  SPIRIT.  210. 

A  re  notfo  copious  as  that  grace 
Which  fandtifies  and  fayes  our  race. 

4  As  in  fbh  iilence  vernal  fhowers 
Defcend  and  cheer  the  fainting  flowers, 
So  [n  the  fecrecy  of  !cvc, 

Falls  the  fweet  influence  from  ahove. 

5  That  heavenly  influence  let  me  find 
In  holy  lilence  of  the  mind, 

While  every  grace  maintains  its  bloom, 
DifFufing  wide  its  rich  perfume. 

6  Nor  let  thefe  blefiin^s  he  confin'd 
To  me,  but  pour'd  on  all  mankind, 
Till  earth's  wi.d  wa'le->  in  verdure  rife, 
And  a  young  Eden  blefs  our  eyes. 

CCX.     L.   M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Seeking  to  God  for  the  Communication  of  his  Spirit, 
£zek.  xxxvi.  37. 

1  "U"EAR,graciousfovere:.gn, from  thy  throne, 
il    And  lend  thy  various  bleffings  down 

While  by  thine  Ifrael  thou  art  fought, 
.Attend  the  prayer  thy  word  hath  taught 

2  Come,  facred  Spirit,  from  ahove, 
And  fill  the  coldefr  heart  with  love; 
Soften  to  fiefh  the  flinty  ftone. 

And  let  thy  godlike  power  be  known. 

3  Speak  thou,  and  from  the  haught iefl  eyes 
Shall  5ocds  of  pious  forrow  rife ; 
While  ail  their  glowing  fouls  are  borne 
To  feek  that  grace,  which  now  they  fcorn. 

4  O  let  a  holy  flock  await, 
Numerous  around  thy  temple  gate, 
Each  preffing  on  withzea:  to  be 

A  living  laci  ifice  to  thee. 

5  In  anfwer  to  our  fervent  cries, 
Give  us  to  fee  thy  church  arife  ; 
Or,  if  chat  bleSiag  feem  too  great, 
Give  us  to  rnounv  its  low  eftate. 


211,  212.    THE  INFLUENCES  OF 
CCXI.  uath.  Hoxton  Tune.    President 
Dav:es 
TBe  Influences  of  the  Spirit  defircd. 
I    T^  TERN.aL  Spirit,  fource  of  light, 
X-.i   Enlivening,  confecrating  fire> 
Dcfcend,  and  with  celeftial  heat, 

Our  dull,  our  frozrn  hearts  infpire  : 
Our  fou  s  refine,  our  drofs  confume  ! 
Come  condefcending  Spirit,  come  ! 
a  In  our  cod  breads,©  ftrike  a  fpark 

Of  the  pure  flame  which  feraphs  feel : 
Nor  let  us  wander  in  the  dark, 

Or  lie  benumb'd  or  flupid  ftill : 
Come  vivifying  Spirit,  come, 
And  make  our  hearts  thy  conftant  home! 

3  Whatever  guilt  and  madnefs  dare, 

We  would  not  quench  the  heavenly  fire ; 
Our  heart  as  fuel  we  prepare, 

1  ho'  in  the  flame  we  fhould  expire  ; 
Our  bieafls  expand  to  make  thee  room  : 
Come  purifying  Spirit  come  ! 

4  Let  pure  devotion's  fervors  rife  ! 

Let  every  pious  paffion  glow  ! 

O  let  the  raptures  of  the  fkies 
Kindle  in  our  cold  hearts  below ! 

Come  contending  Spirit,  come 

And  make  our  fouls  thy  conftant  home! 
CCXII.     L.  M.     Denbigh  Tune.    Toplady; 

A  propitious  Gale  longed  for. 
l      AT  anchor  laid,  remote  from  home, 

jHL  Toiling,  I  cry,  "  Sweet  Spirit,  come ! 

"  Celeftial  breeze,  no  longer  flay, 

"  But  fwell  my  fails  aad  fpeed  my  way ! 
%  "  Fain  would  T  mount,  fain  would  I  glow, 

"  And  loofe  my  cable  from  below : 

"  But  I  can  only  fpread  my  fail ; 

"  Thou  ,THOu,muft  breathe  th'aufpiciousgale. 


THE  HOLY  SPIRIT.     213,  214. 
CCXI1I.     L.  M.     Steele. 
The  Influences  of  the  Spirit  Experienced, 
John  xlv.  16,  17. 

DEAR  Lord,  and  fhall  thy  Spirit  reft 
In  fuch  a  wretched  heart  as  mine  ? 
Unworthy  dwelling  ;  glorious  gueft  ! 
Favor  aftonifhing,  divine ! 
When  fin  pi\.vai.s,  and  gloomy  fear, 
And  hope  a'moft  expires  in  night, 
Lord,  can  thy  Spirit  then  be  here, 
Great  fpring  of  comfort,  life  and  light  ? 
Sure  thebiefl  Comforter  is  nigh, 
'Tis  he  iuflains  my  fainting  heart  ; 
Elfe  would  my  hopes  for  ever  die, 
And  every  cheering  ray  depart. 
When  fome  kind  promife  g  ads  my  foul, 
Do  I  not  find  his  hearing  voice 
The  tempefl  of  my  fears  control, 
And  bids  my  drooping  powers  rejoice  ? 

r  Whene'er  to  call  the  Saviour  mine, 
With  ardent  wifh  my  heart  afpires ; 
Can  it  be  lefs  than  power  divine. 
Which  animates  thefe  ftrong  defires  ? 
What  lefs  than  thy  almighty  word 
Can  raiie  my  heart  from  earth  and  duft, 
And  bid  me  cleave  to  thee,  my  L&rd, 
My  life,  my  treafure  and  my  truft  ? 
And  when  my  cheerful  hope  can  fay, 
"  I  love  my  God,  and  tafte  his  grace," 
£<W,isifnot  thy  blifsful  ray, 
Which  brings  this  dawn  of  facr^d  peace  ? 

I  Let  thy  kind  Spirit  in  my  heart 
For  ever  dwell,  O  Gcd  of  love, 
And  light  and  heavenly  peace  impart, 
Sweet  earneft  of  the  jnvs'above. 

CCXfV.      8s.      Uxbridge  Tune, 
The  Holy  Spirit  addrrfF<jd  under  Darknefu 

ITTVESCEND,  Holy  Spirit  the  DqvCj 
XJ   And  vifit  a  forrowful  breail  j 


215.  THE  INFLUENCES  OF 

My  burden  of  guilt  to  remove, 

And  bring  me  affurance  and  reft: 

Thou  only  haft  power  to  relieve 

A  finner  o'erwhelm'd  with  his  load, 

The  fenfe  of  redemption  to  give, 

And  fprinkle  his  heart  with  thy  blood. 
2-  With  me,  if  of  old  thou  haft  ftrove, 

And  kindly  withheld  mc  from  fin: 

Rel'olv'd  by  the  ftrer.gth  of  thy  love, 

My  worthlf.fs  affections  to  win; 

The  work  of  thy  mercy  revive, 

Invincible  mercy  exert, 

And  keep  my  weak  graces  a'ive, 

And  fet  up  thy  reft  in  my  heart. 

3  If  when  I  have  put  thee  to  grief, 

'  nd  madly  to  folly  return'd, 
Thy  goodnefshath  been  my  relief, 
And  lifted  me  up  as  I  mourn'd ; 
O  Spirit  of  pity  and  grace, 
Re  ieve  me  again  and  reftore, 
My  fpirit  in  holinefs  raile, 
To  fall  and  to  grieve  thee  no  more. 

4  If  now  I  lament  after  God, 
And  pant  for  a  drop  of  his  love, 
If  "J ejus,  who  pour'd  out  his  blood, 
Ob-ain'd  me  a  manfion  above; 
Oome,  heavtniy  Comforter,  come, 
Sweet  witnefs  of  mercy  divine  1 
And  make,  me  thy  peaianent  home, 
And  feal  me  eternally  thine. 

CCXV.     L.  M.     Bentley's  Collection. 

Tbs  grieved  Spirit  intreated  not  to  depart  t 

PfaJmli.  II. 

1  Q TAY,  thou  infulted  Spirit,  flay, 

O     r  ho'  I  have  done  thee  fuch  ddpite, 
Caft  not  a  finner  quite  away,. 
Nor  take  thine  ever  afting  flight; 

2  Tho'  I  have  mod  unfaithful  been 
Of  al-  whoe'er  thy  grace  recciv'd, 


THE  HOLY  SPIRIT.       ,      216. 

Ten  thoufand  times  thy  goodnefs  feen, 

Ten  thoufand  times  thy  goodnefs  griev'd^ 
5  But  O  !  the  chief  of  finners  fpare, 

In  honour  of  my  great  High-Prieft  ; 

Nor  in  thy  righteous  anger  iwear 

I  (hall  not  fee  thy  people's  reft, 
j.  If  yet  thou  canft  my  fins  forgive, 

E'en  now,  O  Lcrd,  relieve  my  woes; 

Into  thy  reft  of  love  receive, 

And  blefsme  with  a  calm  repofe, 
;   E'en  now  my  weary  foul  reieafe, 

And  raife  me  by  thy  gracious  hand  ; 

Guide  me  into  thy  perfect  peace, 

And  bring  me  to  the  promis'd  land, 

CCXVI-     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Divine  Drawings  celebrated :   or.  Gratitude.,  the 
Spring  of  true  Religion,  Hofea  xi.  4. 

MY  God,  what  filken  cords  are  thine  ! 
How  foft  and  yet  how  ftrong  ! 
While  power,  and  truth,  and  love  combine 
To  draw  our  fouls  along. 
\  1  hou  faw'ft  us  crulh'd  beneath  the  yoke 
Of  fatan  and  of  fin  : 
Thy  hand  the  iron  bondage  broke, 
Our  worthlefs  hearts  to  win. 
[  The  guilt  of  twice  ten  thoufand  fins 
One  moment  takes  away; 
And  grace,  when  firft  the  war  begins, 
Secures  the  crowning  day. 
,  Comfort  thro'  all  this  vale  of  tears 
In  rich  perfufion  flows, 
And  glory  of  unnumber'd  years 

Eternity  bellows. 
Drawn  by  fuch  cords  we  onward  move, 

Till  round  thy  throne  we  meet; 
And  captives  in  the  chains  of  love, 
Embrace  our  conqueror's  feet. 


F 


217,  218.    GRACES  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 

THE  GRACES  OF  THE  HOLY  SPIRIT*. 
CCXVII.     S.  M.     Beddome. 
Faith,  its  Author  and  Precioufnefs,  Eph.  ii.  8. 
AITH  ! — 'tis  a  precious  grace, 
Where'er  it  is  bellow'd  ! 
It  boafb  of  a  celeftial  birth, 
And  is  the  gift  of  God  / 

2  jfffus  it  owns  a  king, 

And  all-atoning  prieft, 
It  claims  no  merit  of  its  own. 
But  looks  for  all  in  Chrifl, 

3  To  him  it  leads  the  foul, 
When  filTd  with  deep  diftrefs; 

Flies  to  the  fountain  of  his  blood. 
And  trufts  his  righteoufnefs. 

4  Since  'tis  thy  wx>rk  alone, 
And  that  divinely  free  : 

Lord,  fend  the  Spirit  of  thy  Son 
To  work  this  faith  in  me. 
CCXVHI.     CM.     D.Turner. 
The  Poivcr  of  Faith. 
I    Y7  <3ITH  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  blifs, 
JL     And  faves  me  from  its  fnares : 
Its  aid  in  every  duty  brings, 
And  fcftens  all  my  cares: 
a  Extinguifh.es  the  thirft  of  fin, 
And  lights  the  facred  fire 
Of  love  to  God,  and  heavenly  things, 
And  feeds  the  pure  defire. 
3  The  wounded  confcience  knows  its  power, 
The  healing  balm  to  give  ; 
That  balm  the  faddcft  heart  can  cheer, 
And  make  the  dying  live. 

*  The  Chrijlian  graces  and  tempers  are  placed  al- 
phabetically, for  the  fake  ;f  finding  them  at  once,  by 
looking  at  the  head  of  the  page. 


FAITH.  219,  220. 

Wide  it  unvei's  celeftial  worlds, 

Where  deathlcfs  pleafures  reign  : 
And  bids  me  feek  my  portion  there, 

Nor  bids  me  feek  in  vain  : 
Shews  me  the  precious  promife  feal'd 

With  the  Redeemer's  blood  ; 
And  helps  my  feeble  hope  to  reft, 

Upon  a  faithful  God. 
There,  there  unfhaken  would  I  reft, 

Till  this  vile  body  die.1: ; 
And  then  on  faith's  triumphant  wings, 

At  once  to  glcry  rife. 
CCXIX.      L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

The  Struggle  betiveen  Faith  and  Unbelief, 
Mark  ix.  24. 

)E  US,  our  fouls  delightful  choice, 
In  thee  believing  we  rejoice  : 
Yet  ft  ill  our  joy  is  mix'd  with  grief, 
While  fuirh  contends  with  unbelief. 
Thy  promifesour  hearts  revive, 
And  keep  our  fainting  hopes  alive  : 
But  guilt  and  fears,  and  forrows  rife, 
And  hide  the  promife  from  our  eyes. 

0  let  not  fin  and  fatan  boaft, 

While  faints  lie  mourning  in  the  duft  ; 

Nor  fee  that  faith  to  ruin  brought, 

Which  thy  own  gracious  hand  hath  wrought. 

Do  thou  the  dying  fpark  inflame  ; 

Reveal  the  glories  of  thy  name  : 

And  put  all  anxious  doubts  to  flight, 

As  fhades  difpers'd  by  opening  light. 

CCXX.    8s.    Lambeth  Tune. 
Faith  Fainting. 

ENCOMPASSM  with  clouds  ef  diftrefs, 
Juil  ready  all  hope  to  refign, 

1  pant  for  the  light  cf  thy  face, 

And  fear  it  will  never  he  mine  : 


21.      GE.ACLS  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 
Diihearter/d  with  waiting  fo  long, 

I  iiuk  at  thy  feet  with  my  load, 
All-plaintive  I  pour  out  my  long, 

And  ftretch  forth  my  hands  unto  God. 
Shine  Lord,  and  my  terror  fhall  ceafe, 

The  blood  of  atonement  apply  ; 
And  lead  me  to  Jefus  for  peace, 

The  rock  that  is  higher  than  I  ; 
Speak,  Saviour,  for  fweet  is  thy  voice, 

Thy  prefence  is  fair  to  behold  ; 
Attend  to  my  forrovvs  and  cries, 

My  groaning  that  cannot  be  told. 
If  fometimes  I  ftrive  as  I  mourn, 

My  ho  d  of  thy  promife  to  keep, 
The  billows  more  fiercely  return, 

And  plunge  me  again  m  the  deep  : 
While  harrafs'd  and  call  from  thy  fight, 

ri  he  tempter  fuggefts  with  a  roar, ' 
<c  The  Lord  has  forfaken  thee  quite  ; 

"  Thy  God  will  be  gracious  no  more." 
Yet,  Lord,  if  thy  love  hath  defign'd 

No  covenant  bltffing  for  me, 
Ah,  te.'l  me,  how  is  it  I  find 

Some  pleafure  in  waiting  for  thee  ? 
h-y  to  refcue  thou  art ; 

Thy  grace  is  my  fhield  and  my  tow'r  ; 
(>  .-no  fuccorir  and  gladden  my  heart, 

.Let  this  be  the  day  of  thy  power. 
CCXXT.     8.  8.   6. 
Faith  Reviving. 
TT'ROM  whence  this  fear  and  unbelief; 
1?     Haft  thou,  O  Father,  put  to  grief 

Thy  fpotWfs  Son  for  me  ? 
/-  nd  will  the  righteous  Judge  of  men 
Condemn  me  for  that  debt  of  fin, 

Which  Lord,  was  charg'd  on  thee  ? 
Complete  atonement  thou  haft  made, 
.   nd  co  the  utmoft  farthing  paid 

Whate'er  thy  people  ow'd  ; 


FAITH.  222. 

How  then  can  wrath  on  me  take  place, 
If  fheker'd  in  thy  rigbteoufhefs, 

And  fprinkled  with  thy  blood? 
[If  thou  haft  my  discharge  procur'd 
And  freely  in  my  room  enclur'd 

The  whole  of  wrath  divine  : 
Payment  God  cannot  twice  demand— 
Firft,  at  my  bleeding  furetr's  hand, 

And  then  again  at  mine.] 
Turn  then,  my  foul,  unto  thy  reft  ; 
The  merits  of  thy  great  High- Pr  it  ft 

Speak  peace  and  liberty; 
Truft  in  his  efficacious  biood  ; 
Nor  fear  thy  banifhment  from  Ge</, 

Since  Jefus  dy'd  for  thee. 

CCXXIL     8s.     New  Jerufalem  Tune. 
Faith  Conquering. 
rT"!HE  moment  a  finner  believes, 

JL     And  trufts  in  his  crucify 'd  Gad, 
His  pardon  at  once  he  receives, 

Redemption  in  fu  1  thro'  his  bloerl ; 
Tho'  thoufands  and  thoufands  of  foes 

Againft  him  in  malice  unite, 
Their  rage  he,  thro'  Chrifi,  can  o'ppofe, 

Led  forth  by  the  Spirit  to  fight. 
The  faith  that  unites  to  the  Lamb, 

And  brings  fuch  falvation  as  this, 
Is  more  than  mere  notion  or  name, 

The  work  of  Gox/'s  Spirit  it  is ; 
A  principle  a&ive  and  young, 

That  lives  under  preffure  and  load  ; 
That  makes  out  of  weaknefs  more  ftrong, 

And  draws  the  foul  upwards  to  God. 
It  treads  on  the  world,  and  on  hell, 

It  vanquiflies  death  and  defpait  ; 
And  O  let  us  wonder  to  tell, 

It  overcomes  heaven  by  pr^yr, — 
I 


22  :.      GRACES  OP  THE  SPIRIT. 
Permits  a  vile  worm  of  the  duft, 

With  Cod  to  cornmir  e  as  a  friend; 
To  hope  his  forgivenefs  as  jnft, 
And  look  for  his  love  to  the  end. 
4  It  fays  to  the  mountains,  "  Depart," 

That  ftand  betwixt  God  and  the'  foul; 
.It  binds  up  the  broken  in  heart, 

And  makes  wounded  confeiences  whole  ; 
Bids  fins  of  a  crimfon-like  dye 

Be  fpotlefs  as  fnow,  and  as  white  ; 
And  raifes  the  fmner  on  high, 

To  dwed  with  the  angels  of  light. 
CCXXIII.    8s.  New  Jerufalem  Tune.  Top- 

L.IOV. 
Faith  Triu7xphi>i?. 
I      A     DEBTOR  to  mercy  a  one, 
JT k.  Of  covenant  mercy  I  fing  ; 
Nor  fear  with  thy  righteoufnefs  on, 

My  perfon  and  offerings  to  bring : 
The  terrors  of  law,  and  of  GcJ, 

With  me  can  have  nothing  to  do  ; 
Aly  Saviour's  obedience  and  blood 
Hide  ali'my  tranfgreflions  from  view. 
a  The  work  which  his  goodnefs  began, 
The  arm  of  his  ftrength  will  complete 
Hispromife  is  \ea  and  amen, 

And  never  was  forfeited  yet  : 
Things  future,  nor  things  that  are  now, 

Not  all  things  below  nor  above 

Can  make  him  his  puvpofe  forego, 

Or  fever  my  foul  from  his  love. 

3   My  name  from  the  palms  of  his  hands 

Eternity  will  not  erafe  ; 

lmprefb'd  on  his  heart  it  remains, 

In  marks  of  indelible  grace  : 
Yes,  I  to  the  end  fhall  endure, 

As  fure  as  the  earneft  is  given 
Ivlore  happy,  but  not  more  fecure 
ri  lie  glorify \1  fpirits  in  heaven^ 


faith.  224, 225. 

CCXXIV.     S.  M.     Mount  Ephraim  Tune, 

Weak  Believers  encourage-d. 
I    "'^7'OUR  harps,  ye  trembling  faints, 
X     Down  from  the  willows  take  ; 
Loud  to  the  praife  of  Chnji  our  Lo>  </, 
Bid  every  itring  awake, 
a        Tho'  "in  a  foreign  land, 

V7e  are  not  far  from  home  ; 
And  nearer  to  our  houfe  above, 
We  every  moment  come. 

3  His  grace  fhai.  to  the  end 
Stronger  and  brighter  fhine  ; 

Nor  prefent  things  nor  things  to  come, 
Shall  quench  the  fpark  divine, 

4  The  time  of  love  will  come, 
When  we  fhall  clearly  fee 

Not  only  that  he  fhed  his  blood, 
But  each  fhajl  fay,  for  me. 

5  Tarry  his  ieifure  then, 
Wait  the  appointed  hour  ; 

Wait  till  the  bridegroom  of  ycur  fouls 
Reveal  his  iove  with  power. 

6  %  eft  is  the  man  O  God, 
That  ftays  himfelf  on  thee; 

Who  waits  for  thy  falvation,  Lord, 
Shall  thy  faivation  fee- 

CCXXV.     L   M.     Dr.  Watts's  Sermons. 

Faith  connected  ivith  Salvation,  Rom.  i.  1 6. 
Heb.  x.  39. 
I    "%,  1  OT  by  the  laws  of  innocence 

i  %    Can  Adam's  [ons  arrive  at  heaven  ; 
New  works  can  give  us  no  pretence 
To  have  our  ancient  fins  forgiven. 
%   Not  the  belt  deeds  that  we  have  drne, 
Cm  make  a  wounded  eunicicr.ee  whole: 


226.     GRACES  OP  THE  SPIRIT. 
Faith  is  the  grace,  and  faith  alone, 
That  flics  to  Chrijl,  andfaves  the  foul. 

3  Lord,  I  believe  thy  heavenly  word, 
Fain  would  I  have  my  foul  renew'd : 
I  mourn  for  fin,  and  truft  the  Lord, 
To  have  it  pardon'd  and  fubdu'd. 

4  O  may  thy  grace  its  power  difplay, 
Let  guilt  and  death  no  longer  reign ; 
Save  me  in  thine  appointed  way, 
Nor  let  my  humble  faith  be  vain. 

CCXXVI.     C.  M.    Dr.  Doddridge. 
Being  in  the  fear  of  Go  D  all  the  day  long. 
Proverbs  xxiii.  17. 
I   HPHRICE  happy  fouls,  who  born    from 
JL     While  yet  they  fojourn  here,     [heaven 
Humbly  begin  their  days  with  God, 
And  fpend  them  in  his  fear ! 
a  So  may  our  eyes  with  holy  zeal 
Prevent  the  dawning  day; 
And  turn  the  facrcd  pages  o'er, 
And  praife  thy  name  and  pray  ! 

3  'Midft  hourly  cares  may  love  prefent 

Its  incenfe  to  thy  throne; 
And,  while  the  world  our  hands  employs, 
Our  hearts  be  thine  alone  ! 

4  As  fanctified  to  nobleft  ends, 

Be  each  refrafhment  fought; 
And  by  each  various  providence 
Some  wife  inftruction  brought ! 

5  When  to  laborious  duties  call'd, 

Or  by  temptations  try'd, 
We'll  feek  the  fhelter  of  thy  wings, 
And  in  thy  ftrength  confide. 

6  As  different  fcenes  of  life  arife, 

Our  grateful  hearts  would  be 
With  thee,  amidil  the  focial  band, 
In  folitude  with  thee. 


FORTITUDE— *  11 A  YITY.  227,  223. 

7  At  night  we  lean  our  weary  heads 

On  thy  patental  hreaft  ; 
And,  fafe  y  folded  in  thine  arms, 
Refign  our  powers  to  reft. 

8  In  folid  pure  delights,  like  thefe, 

Let  all  my  days  be  paft ; 
Nor  fhall  I  then  impatient  wifh, 
Nor  fhall  I  fear  the  aft. 
CCXXVII.  C  M.  Stamford  Tune.  Needham, 

Fear  c/God,  Proverbs  xiv.  26. 
I   TTAPPY  beyond  description  he 
JlJ.   Who  fears  the  ZWhis  God; 
"Who  hears  his  threats  Avith  holy  awe, 
And  trembles  at  his  rod. 
2.  Fear,  facreo  paffion,  ever  dwells 
With  its  fair  partner  love  ; 
Blending  their  beauties,  both  proclaim 
Their  fource  is  from  above. 
g  Let  terrors  fright  the  unwilling  flave, 
The  child  with  joy  appears; 
Cheerful  he  does  his  Father's  will, 
And  loves  as  much  as  fears. 
4  Let  fear  and  love,  moil  holy  God  I 
Poffefs  this  foul  of  rivre, 
Then  fhal    T  wcrfhip  thee  aright, 
And  tafte  thy  joys  divine. 
CCXXVfll.   C.  M.  Dr.  Watts's  Sermons. 

Holy  Fortitude*,  I  Cor.  xvi    1 3. 
I       A   M  I  a  foldier  of  the  crofs, 
J\   A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 
Am!  fn.d!  I  fear  to  own  his  caufe, 
Or  bush  to  fpeak  his  name  ? 
Q,  Muft  I  be  carried  to  the  ikies, 
On  flowery  beds  of  eafe ; 

*  See  Zeal. 

I  2 


229.      GRACES  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  iah'd  thro'  bloody  feas  ? 

3  Are  thtre  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

MvAl  1  Hot  ft<?m  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4  Sure  I  muft  fight,  if  I  would  reign  ; 

Increafe  my  courage,  Lord ! 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  faints, in  ail  this  glorious  war, 

Siia  1  conquer  tho'  they  die ; 

They  fee  the  triumph  from  afar, 

And  feize  it  with  their  eye. 

6  When  that  iiluftrious  day  fhall  rife, 

And  all  thy  armies  fhine 
In  robes  of  vi&ory  thro'  the  fkic9, 
The  glory  fhall  be  thine. 
CCXX1X.    JL.  M.     Dr.  Watts' s  Sermons. 

Gravity  and  Decency. 
I    TOEHOLD  the  Ions,  the  heirs  of  God, 
JL)   So  dearly  bought  with  JefuS  blood! 
Are  they  not  born  to  heavenly  joys--, 
And  fhall  they  (loop  to  earthly  toys  ? 
%  Can  laughter  feed  th'  immoital  mind? 
Were  fpiiits  of  celeftial  kind 
Made  for  a  jefb,  for  fport  and  play, 
To  wear  out  time,  and  vvafte  the  day  ? 

3  Doth  vain  difcourie,  or  empty  mirth, 
Well  fuit  the  honors  of  their  birth  ? 
Shali  they  be  fond  of  gay  attire, 
Which  children  love,  and  fools  admire  ? 

4  What  if  we  wear  the  richeft  veil, 
Peacocks  and  flies  are  better  dreit  : 
'I  his  ficih,  with  all  its  gaudy  forms, 
Muft  drop  to  duft,  and  feed  the-worms. 

5  Lord,  rain:  our  hearts  and  paflions  higher  J 
Touch  our  vain  fouls,  with  fucred  fire  ; 


HOPr..  230,   2Z1. 

Then,  with  a  heaven  directed  eye, 
We'H  pafs  thefe  glittering  trifles  by. 
We'll  look  on  all  the  toys  below 
With  fuch  difdain  as  angels  do; 
And  wait  the  call  that  bids  us  rife 
To  manfions  promis'd  in  the  fides. 

CCXXX.      L.  M. 
Hope  Jet  before  us. 
A  ND  be  it  1*0,  that  til!  this  hour, 
aa  We  never  knew  what  faith  has  meant, 
And,  flaves  to  fin  and  fatan's  power, 
Have  never  felt  thefe  hearts  relent 
Whatfhail  we  do  i  fhall  weiie  down, 
Sink  in  defpair,and  groan  and  die  ? 
And,  funk  beneath  th'  ^.'mighty's  frown, 
Not  glance  one  cheerful  hope  on  high  ? 
Forbid  it,  Saviour  !    to  thy  grace, 
As  finners,  ftrangers,  we  will  come  ; 
Among  thy  faints  we  afk  a  place, 
Fjr  in  thy  mercy  there  is  room. 
Lord,  we  believe  !   O  chafe  away 
The  gloomy  ckmds  oT  unhelkf; 
Lor,/,  v/z  repeat  1   O  let  thy  ray 
•Diffolve  our  hearts  in  facred  grief  ! 
Now  fpread  the  banner  of  thy  love, 
And  let  us  know  that  we  are  thine  : 
Cheer  us  with  b  efilogsfrom  above, — 
With  all  the  joys  of  hope  divine. 

CCXXX1.     L.  M.     Chard  Tune. 
Hcpe  in  Darhiefs. 

Ol  GOD,  my  :?un,  thy  b  ifsful  rays 
Can  warm,  reoice,  and  guide  my  heart! 
How  dark,  how  mournful  are  my  days, 
If  thy  enlivening  beam-  depart ! 
Scarce  thro'  the  {hades  a  g:imnfe  of  day 
Appears  totheie  &firicjfeyi.s! 


232.       GRACES  OE  THE   SPIRIT. 
But  (hall  my  drooping  fpirit  fay, 
The  cheerful  morn  wi  1  never  rife  ? 

3  O  let  me  not  defpairing  mourn, 
Tho'  gloomy  darkaefs  fpreads  the  fky  ; 
My  glorious  Sun  will  yet  return 
And  night  with  a  1  its  horrors  fly. 

4  O  for  the  bright,  the  joyful  day, 
When  hope  fhall  in  fruition  die  ! 
So  tapers  loofe  their  feeble  ray, 
Beneath  the  fun's  refulgent  eye. 

CCXXXII.     8.  8.  6.     Baltimore  Tune. 
Hoping  and  Longing,  Num.  xiii.  30.  Deut.  iii.  25. 
1    pOME,  Lord,  and  help  us  to  rejoice, 
K^A   In  hope  that  we  fhall  hear  thy  voice, 

Shall  one  day  fee  our  God; 
Shall  ceafe  from  all  our  painful  ftrife, 
Handle  and  tafte  the  word  of  life, 
And  feel  the  fprinkled  blood. 
%  Let  us  not  always  make  our  moan, 
Nor  worfhip  thee  a  God  unknown  ; 

But  let  us  live  to  prove 
Thy  people's  reft,  thy  faints'  delight, 
The  length,  the  breadth, the  depth  and  height 
Of  thy  redeeming  love. 

3  Rejoicing  now  in  earned  hope, 

We  ftand,  and  from  the  mountain  top 

See  all  the  land  below  ; 
Rivers  of  milk  and  honey  rife, 
/,nd  all  the  fruits  of  paradife 

In  endlefs  plenty  grow. 

4  A  land  of  corn,  and  wine,  and  oil, 
Favor'd  with  Ged\  peculiar  fmile, 

With  every  bleffing  bleft  : 
There  dwells  the  Lord  our  Righteoufncfs, 
And  keeps  his  own  in  perfect  peace, 

And  everlafting  reft. 

5  O  when  fhall  we  at  once  go  up, 
Nor  this  fide  Jordan  longer  ftop, 

But  the  good  land  poffei's: 


HOPE.  233. 

When  (hall  we  end  our  lingering  years, 
Our  ibrrows,  fins  and  doubts,  and  fears, 

And  howling  wildernefs  I 
6   O  deareft  Jofhua  !  bring  us  in  ; 
Difplay  thy  grace,  forgive  our  fin, 

Our  unbelief  remove; 
The  heavenly  Canaan,  Lord,  divide, 
And,  O,  with  all  the  fanciify'd, 

Give  us  a  lot  of  love  ! 

CCXXXHT.     L.  M.    Steele. 

Hope  encouraged  by  a   Vieiv  of  the  Divine  Perfec- 
tions, i  Sam.  xxx.  6. 
I  TX7"HY  finks  my  weak  defponding  mind  ? 
VV     Why  heaves  my  heart  the  anxious  figh? 

Can  fovereign  goodnefs  be  unkind; 

Am  I  not  fafe  if  God  is  nigh  ? 
1  He  holds  a  1  nature  in  his  hand ; 

That  gracious  hand  on  which  I  iive, 

Does  life,  and  time,  and  death  command, 

And  has  immortal  joys  to  give. 

3  Tis  he  fupporcs  this  fainting  frame, 
On  him  alone  my  hopes  reeline ; 

The  wondrous  glories  of  his  name,       [fhine  ! 
How    wide   they  fpread  !  how  bright   they 

4  Infinite  wifdom  !  boundlefs  power  ! 
Unchanging  fairhfulnefs  and  love  ! 
Here  let  me  trufr,  while  I  adore, 
Nor  from  my  refuge  e'er  remove. 

5  My  God,  if  thou  art  mine  indeed, 
Then  I  have  all  my  heart  can  crave  : 
A  prefent  help  in  times  of  need, 
Still  kind  to  hear  and  ilrong  to  fave. 

6  Forgive  my  doubts,  O  gracious  Lordt 
And  eafe  the  forrows  of  my  breaft ; 
Speak  to  my  heart  the  healing  word, 
That  thou  art  mine — and  I  am  bleft, 

I  3 


234.      GRACES  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 

CCXXXIV.     L.  M.  Steele. 

Happy  Poverty ;  or,  the  Poor  in  Spirit  blejfcd, 
Matt.  V.  3. 

I   ~%/'^  humble  fouls,  complain  no  more, 
JL     Let  faith  furvey  your  future  (lore, 
How  happy,  how  divine  y  bleft, 
The  facred  words  of  truth  atteft. 

1  When  confcious  grief  laments  fmcere, 
And  pours  the  penetential  tear  ; 
Hope  points  to  your  dejected  eyes, 
The  bright  revcrfion  in  the  fkies. 

3  In  vain  the  fons  of  wealth  and  pride 
Difpife  your  lot,  your  hopes  deride  ; 
In  vain  they  biaft  their  little  (tores, 
Triftes  are  their*,  a  kingdom  yours: — 

4  A  kingdom  of  immenfe  delight, 
Where  health,  and  peace,  and  joy  unite; 
Where  lindeclioing  pleafures  rife, 

And  every  v-'ifh  hath  full  (applies: 

5  ft.  kingdom  which  can  ne'er  decay, 
While  rime  fweeps  earthly  thrones  away; 
')  he  (late  which  power  and  truth  fuftain, 
U.miovV!  for  ever  muft  remain. 

6  There  fha:l  your  eyes  with  rapture  view 
The  gloriou-,  friend  who  dy"d  for  you; 
That  dy'd  to  ranlbm,  dy'd  to  raife 

To  crowns  of  joy,  and  fongs  of  praife. 

7  Jtfixs,  to  thee  I  breathe  my  prayer, 
Reveal,  confirm  my  intereft  there  : 
Whare'er  my  humble  lot  below, 

'i  }ii>,  this  my  fcul  defircs  to  know  ! 

8  O  let  me  hear  that  voice  divine 
Piou<  mice  the  glorious  blefliugs  mine  ! 
fenrblPd  among  thy  happy  poor, 

My  iargtil  wiflies  afk  no  more.' 


HUMILITY.        235,  236. 
CCXXXV.     C.  M. 

Humble  Pleading  for  Mercy. 
I    T    ORD,  at  thy  feet  we  finners  lie, 
jL-j   And  knock  at  mercy's  door  ; 
With  heavy  heart  and  downcaft  eye, 
Thy  favour  we  implore. 
1  [On  us,  the  vaft  extent  difplay 
Of  thy  forgiving-  love  ; 
Take  all  cur  henious  guilt  away, 
This  heavy  load  remove- 

3  We  fink  with  ail  this  weight  cpprefs'd, 

Sink  down  to  death  and  hell; 
O,  give  our  troubled  fpirits  reft, 
Our  numerous  foes  difpel  ] 

4  '  i  is  mercy,  mercy  we  implore, 

O  may  thy  bowels  move  ! 
Thy  grace  is  an  exhaufllefs  ftors, 

And  thou  thyfelf  art  love, 
j    O,  for  thy  own,  for  Jefus'  fake, 

Our  many  fins  forgive  ; 
Thy  grace  our  rocky  hearts  can  break, 

And  breaking  foon  relieve. 
6  1  bus  melt  us  down,  thus  make  us  bend, 

And  thy  dominion  own  ; 
Nor  let  a  rival  more  pretend 

"i  6  rcpoffefs  thy  throne. 

CCXXXVI.     L.  M.     Beddome. 
The  humble  Publican,  Luke  xviii.   13. 

1  T    ORD,  with  griev'd  and  aching-  heart, 
1-J  To  thee  1  look — to  thee  I  cr^  ; 
Supp'y  my  wants  and  tale  my  fmart, 

O  help  me  fcon  or  clfe  I  die. 

2  Here  on  my  foul  a  burden  lies, 
No  human  power  can  it  remove; 
My  numerous  fins  like  mountains  rife, 
P©  thou  reveal  thy  pardoning  love. 


237,  238.  graces  or  the  spirit. 
3  Break  off  thefe  adamantine  chains, 
From  cruel  bondage  fet  me  free ; 
Rcfcue  from  everlafting  pains, 
And  bring  me  fafe  to  heaven  and  thee. 
CCXXXVII.   7s.    Madan's  Collection. 
A  Prayer  fer  Humility, 

1  T    ORD,  if  thou  thy  grace  impart, 
X-i   Poor  in  fpirit,  meek  in  heart, 

I  fhall  as  my  Mafter  be, 
Rooted  in  humility. 

2  Simple,  teachable,  and  mild, 
Chang'd  into  a  little  child  ; 
Pleas'd  with  all  the  Lord  provides, 
Wean'd  from  all  the  world  befides. 

3  Father,  fix  my  fou1  on  thee ; 
Every  evil  let  me  flee; 
Nothing  want  beneath,  above, 
Happy  in  thy  precious  love. 

4  O  that  all  may  feek  and  find 
Every  good  in  Jcfm  join'd  ! 
Him  let  Ifracl{z\\\  adore, 
Truft  him,  praife  him  evermore. 
CCXXXVIII.     L.  M.  Dr.  Doddridge. 

Rejoicing  in  God,  Jer.  ix.  23,  24. 

1  T  E  'HE  righteous  Lord,  fupremely  great; 

X     Maintain?;  his  universal  ftate  ; 
O'er  all  the  earth  Ins  power  extends, 
All  heaven  before  his  footffoo1  bends. 

2  Yet  juftice  Oiil  with  power  prefides, 
And  mercy  all  his  empire  guides; 
Mercy  and  truth  are  his  delight, 
And  faints  are  lovely  in  his  fight. 

3  No  more,  ye  wife,  your  wifdom  boaft, 
No  more,  ye  ftrong  your  va.our  truft; 
No  more,  ye  rich,  furvcy  your  'ftore, 
Elate  with  heaps  of  mining  ore. 


JOY    AND    REJOICING.        239. 

4  Glory,  ye  faints,  in  this  alone, 

That  God,  your  God,  to  you  is  known ; 
That  you  have  own'd  his  fovereign  fway, 
That  you  have  felt  his  cheeriug  ray. 

5  Our  wifdom,  wealth,  and  power  we  find, 
In  one  Jehovah  all  combin'd  ; 

On  him  we  fix  our  roving  eyes, 
And  all  our  fouls  in  raptures  rife. 

6  All  elfe,  which  we  our  trcafures  ca'l, 
May  in  one  fatal  moment  fall ; 

But  what  their  happinefs  can  move, 
Whom  God  the  bluffed  deigns  to  love  ? 

CCXXXIX.     S.  M.     Salem  New  Tune, 
Dr.  Doddridge. 
Rejohiny  in  the  Ways  o/"God,  pfalm  CXXXviii.  5. 
I      \|  OW  let  our  voices  join 
lN    To  form  a  facred  fong  : 
Ye  pilgrims,  in  Jehovah's  ways 
With  mufk  pafs  along, 
a        How  ftraight  the  path  appears, 
How  open  and  how  fair ! 
No  lurking  gins  t'entrap  our  feet ; 
No  fierce  defiroyer  there. 

3  But  flowers  of  paradife 
In  rich  profufion  fpring ; 

The  Sun  of  glory  gilds  the  path, 
And  dear  companions  fing, 

4  See  Salem  s  golden  fpires 
In  beauteous  profoect  rife  ; 

And  brighter  crowns  than  mortals  wear, 
Which  fparkle  through  the  fkies. 

5  All  honours  to  his  name, 
Who  marks  the  (hiiiing  way  ; 

To  him,  who  leads  the  wanderers  on 
To  realms  of  endlefs  day. 


240,  241.     GRACES  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 

CCXL.     7s.     Cenkick. 
Rejoicing  in  Hope,  Ifaiah  XXXV.  IO.  Luke  xii.  $Z* 

1  /CHILDREN  of  the  heavenly  King.J 
v_><    As  \vc  journey,  fweetly  fmg; 
Sing  our  Saviour's  worthy  praife, 
Giorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  Ye  are  traveling  home  to  Gcd, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  ye 
Sron  their  happinefs  fha'l  fee, 

3  O  ye  banifh'cl  feed  be  glad  ! 
Chrifl  our  advocate  is  made  : 
Us  to  fave,  ou^  flefh  affumes, 
Brother  to  our  fouls  becomes. 

4  Shout  ye   ittle  flock  and  bleft, 
You  en  Jefus1  throne  fha.ll  reft  ; 
There  your  feat  is  now  prepar'd, 
There  your  kingdom  and  leward. 

J   Fear  not,  brethren,  joyful  ftand 

On  the  borders  of  your  land  : 

Jefus  Cbrifl,  your  Father's  Son, 

Bids  you  undifmayM  go  on. 
•  Lord  !  fubmiffive  make  us  go, 

Gladly  leaving  a!!  be'ow  ; 

Only  thou  our  leader  be, 

j*>nd  we  frill  will  follow  thee  ! 

CCXL1.     L.  M.     Cowper. 

Return  of  Joy. 

i  X^THEN  diuknefc  :ong  has  veil'd  my  micd, 
V  V      Ami  fru'iling  day  or.ee  mort  appears  ; 
Then,  my  Redeemer,  then  I  find 
The  folly  of  my  doubt?  ?nd  fears. 

%  1  chide  my  w.  b<  ;i  ving  heart* 
An  J  blulh  that  lihnuldever  be 
Thus  prone  to  a<ft  fo  bafe  a  part, 
©r  harbour  oos  hard  thought  of  *h«  • 


JUSTICE   AND  TOyiTY.         242 

3  O  !  let  me  then  at  length  be  taught 
(What  1  am  ftili  fo  flow  to  iearn  ;) 
That  Godh  Scve,  and  changes  not, 
Nor  knows  the  fhadow  of  a  turn. 

4  Sweet  truth,  and  eafy  to  repeat  ! 
But  when  my  faith  is  fharply  try'd, 
I  find  myfelf  a  learner  yet, 
Unfkilful,  weak,  and  apt  to  fiide. 

5  But,0  my  Lord,  one  look  from  thee 
Subdues  the  difobedient  wi  1, 
Drives  doubt  and  difcontent  away, 
And  thy  rebellious  worm  is  {till. 

6  Thou  art  as  ready  to  forgive, 
As  I  am  ready  to  repine  ; 

Thou,  therefore,  all  the  praife  receive  ; 
Be  fhame,  and  fe  f-abhorrence,  mine, 

CCXLIT.     L.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Sermons 
Juflice  and  Equity,  Matt.  vii.  11. 

i   "OLESSED  Redeemer,  how  divine, 
JT)   How  righteous  is  this  rule  of  thine, 
''  Never  to  deal  with  others  worfe 
"  Than  we  would  have  them  deal  with  us  ! 

Z  This  golden  leffon,  fhort  and  plain, 
Gives  nor  the  mind  nor  memory  pain  : 
And  every  confeience  muft  approve 
This  univerfal  law  of  love. 

3  Tis  written  in  each  mortal  breaft 
Where  all  our  tendereft  wifh.es  reft : 
We  draw  it  from  our  inmoft  veins, 
Where  love  to  felf  refides  and  reigns. 

4  Is  reafon  ever  at  a  lofs  ? 

Call  in  felf-love  to  judge  the  caufe  : 
Let  our  own  fondeft  paffions  {hew 
How  we  fhould  treat  our  neighbour  toft, 

5  How  blefs'd  would  every  nation  prove, 
Thus  rul'd  by  equity  and  love! 

All  would  be  friends  without  a  foe, 
And  form  a  paradife  below. 


24*3,  244.  cracls  of  the  spirit. 

6  yifus,  forgive  us  that  we  keep 
Thy  (acred  law  of  love  afleep  ; 
And  take  our  envy,  wrath  and  pride, 
Thofe  lavage  paflions  for  our  guide. 

CCXLIll.     L.M.     Br.  Doddridge. 

God  Jhining  into  the  Heart,   2  Cor.  iv.  6. 
I    T>RAISE  to  the  Lordoi  boundlefs  might, 
X      With  uncreated  glories  bright ! 
Hi->  prcfence  ends  the  world  above; 
The  uc changing  iuurce  of  light  and  love. 
2,  Oj.r  fifing  earth  his  eye  beheld, 
When  in  iubilaatial  darkhefs,  Veil'd  ; 
The  fi:spelcis  chaos,  nature's  womb, 
I<ay  buried  in  the  horrid  g'oom. 

3  "  Let  there  be  light,"  Jehovah  faid, 
Ana  light  o'er  all  its  face  was  fpread ; 
Nature  array "u  in  charms  unknown, 
Gay  with  its  new-born  iuftre  fhone. 

4  Hj  fees  the  mind  when  loll  it  lies 
In  fhacts  of  ignorance  and  vice, 

And  darts  from  heaven  a  vivid  ray, 
And  changes  midnight  into  day. 

5  Shine,  mighty  Cod,  with  vigor  fliine 
On  this  benighted  heart  of  mine  ; 
And  let  ihy  glories  ft  and  reveal'd, 
As  in  the  Saviour's  face  beheld. 

4  My  foul,  reviv'd  by  heav'n-born  day, 
Thy  radiant  image  fhall  difp  ay, 
While  ail  my  faculties  unite 
To  praiie  the  Lord,  who  gives  mc  light. 
CCXLV.     L.  M. 
C/ie  tl'rng  I  inoiv,    John   ix.  2£-      Ifaiah  liv.  1 
I    T"\H  ;>R  .Saviour,  make  me  wife  to  fee 
1  J   My  fin,  and  guilt,  and  remedy  ; 
'-lis  faid     of  all  thy  blood  has  bought, 
"  1  hty  fuaii  of  Ifrael**.  Cod  be  taught." 


KNOWLEDGE.  245. 

Their  plague  of  heart  thy  people  know ; 
They  know  thy  name  and  truffc  thee  too ; 
They  know  the  gofpei's  blifsful  found, 
The  paths  where  endlefs  joys  abound. 
They  know  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
Theirs  is  eternal  life  begun ; 
Unto  falvation  they  are  wife, 
Their  grace  fhall  into  glory  rife, 
But — ignorance  itfelf  am  I, 
Born  blind — eftrang'd  from  thee  I  lie; 

0  Lord,  to  thee  I  humbly  own 

1  nothing  know  as  fhould  be  known. 
I  fcarce  know  God,  or  Cbrifi,  or  fin, 
My  foes  without,  or  plagues  within  ; 
Know  not  my  intereft,  Lord,  in  thee, 
In  pardon,  peace,  or  liberty. 

But  help  me  to  declare  to-day, 

If  many  things  I  cannot  fay, 

«  One  thing  I  know,"  ad  praife  to  thee, 

«  Tho'  blind  I  was — yet  now  I  fee." 

CCXLV.     C.  M.     Fawcett. 
Knowledge  at  prefent  Imperfeft,  I  Cor.  xiii.  9. 
rriHY  way,  O  God,  is  in  the  fea, 
JL    Thy  paths  I  cannot  trace  ; 
Nor  comprehend  the  myitery 

Of  thy  unbounded  grace. 
Here  the  dark  veils  of  flefh  and  fenfe, 

My  captive  foul  furround; 
Myfterious  deepths  of  providence, 

My  wandering  thoughts  confound. 
When  I  behold  thy  awful  hand 

My  earthly  hopes  deftroy  ; 
In  deep  aftonifhment  1  ftand, 

And  alk  the  reafon,  why  ? 
As  thro'  a  glafs  I  dimly  fee 

T  he  wonders  of  thy  l©ve, 
How  little  do  I  know  of  thee, 

Or  of  the  joys  above! 


246.     GRACES  or  THE  spirit. 

5  'Tis  but  in  part  I  know  thy  will, 

I  hlefs  thee  for  the  fight ; 
When  will  thy  lovetha  reft  reveal 
In  glory's  clearer  light  ? 

6  With  rapture  fhall  I  then  fnrvey 

Thy  providence  and  grace  ; 

And  fpend  an  everiafting  day 

In  wonder,  love  and  praife. 

CCXLVL     L.  M. 

Liberality;  or ,t/je  Duty  and Phafures  of  Benevolence. 

1  f^\  WHAT  ftupendous  mercy  fhines 
\^J   Around  the  mcvjefty  of  heaven  ! 
Reheis  he  deigns  to  call  his  fons, 
Their  fouls  renew'd,  their  fins  forgiven. 

2  Go  imitate  the  grace  divine, 

1  he  gn:ce  that  blazes  like  a  fun  ; 
Hold  forth  your  fair,  tho'  feeble  light, 
Thro'  ail  your  lives  let  mercy  run  : 

3  Uoonyour  bounty's  willing  wings 
Swifr  let  the  giest  falvation  fly  ; 

"  he  hungry  feed,  the  naked  clothe, 
To  pain  and  ficknefs  help  anply. 

4  Pity  the  widow's  weeping  woe, 
And  be  her  counfellor  and  ft  ly  ; 
A  dopt  the  FatEeri.efs,  and  fmooth 
To  uieful,  happy  life  his  way, 

5  Let  age  with  want  and  wcaknefs  bow'd, 
Your  bowels  of  compaffiou  move 

Let  e'en  your  enemies  be  biefs'd, 
"Their  hatred  recompens'd  wiih  love. 

6  When  all  is  done  r<  nognce  your  decrds, 
Renounce  felf-righteoufrefs  with  icorn  ; 
1  has  will  yon  gio;  ify  your  Gcd> 

Ana  thus  the  ch.  iifciau  nauie  adorn. 


tlBERALITY-LOVK  TO  GOD.  24/,  248. 

CCXLVII,  Li  M.  Lebanon  Tune  D.  Turner. 

Thoufialt  love  the  Lord  thy  God,  &c. 

Deut.  vi  5. 

1  "VES,  I  would  iove  thee,  bleffed  God  ! 

JL     Paternal  goodnefs  marks  thy  name  ; 
Thy  praifes  thro'  thy  high  abode, 
The  heav'nly  hoil  with  joy  proclaim, 

2  Freely  thou  giv'ft  thy  dearefi  Son, 
For  man  to  fuffer,  bleed  and  die ; 
And  bidft  me  as  a  wreich  undone, 
For  all  I  want  on  him  rely. 

3  In  him  thy  reconciled  face, 
With  joy  unfpeakable  I  fee  ; 

And  feel  thy  powerful,  wonderous  grace 
Draw  and  unite  my  foul  to  thee. 

4  Whene'er  my  foo.ifh  wandering  heart, 
Attracted  by  a  creature's  power, 
Would  from  this  blifsfa!  centre  flart 
Lord,  fix  itthere  to  ftray  no  more  ! 
CCXLVIII.     C.  M.     Ryland,  Junior, 

Delight  in  God,  Pfalm  xxxv ii.  4. 

1  /^V  LORD,  I  would  delight  in  thee, 
v_x   And  on  thy  care  depend ; 

To  thee  in  every  trouble  flee, 
My  belt,  my  only  friend. 

2  When  all  created  ftreams  are  dry'd, 

Thy  fulnefs  is  the  fame  ; 

May  I  with  this  be  fatisfy'd, 

And  glory  in  thy  name  ! 

3  Why  fhould  the  foul  a  drop  bemoan 

Who  has  a  fountain  near, 
A  fountain  which  will  ever  run 
With  waters  fweet  and  clear  ? 

4  No  good  in  creatures  can  be  found, 

But  may  be  found  in  thee  ; 
1  muft  have  all  things  and  abound, 
While  God  is  God  to  me. 


249,  250.    GRACES  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 

5  O  that  I  had  a  ftronger  faith 

To  look  within  the  veil, 
To  credit  what  my  Saviour  faith, 
Whofc  word  can  never  fail ! 

6  He  that  ha->  made  my  heaven  fecurc 

Will  here  all  good  provide  ; 
Whiie  Cbrijt  is  rich  can  I  be  poor, 
Who  am  his  much-lov'd  bride  ? 
;   O  Lord,  I  call  my  care  on  thee, 
I  triumph  and  adore: 
Henceforth  my  great  concern  fhall  be 
To  .ove  and  pieafe  thee  more. 

CCXLIX.  L.  M.  Dr.  Watts'*  Lv.  Poems. 

Love  to  Ch    1ST  Prefent  or  Abfent. 
I    /~\F  all  the  love  we  mortals  know, 

V^/   jf*fi",»  thy  love  exceeds  the  reft  ; 

Love,  the  beft  blefling  here  below, 

The  neareft  image  of  the  bleft, 
%  While  we  are  held  in  thy  embrace, 

There's  not  a  thought  attempts  to  rove  ; 

Each  fmile  upon  thy  beauteous  face 

Fixes,  apd  charms,  and  fires  our  love. 

3  While  of  thy  abfence  we  complain, 
-And  long,  or  weep  in  all  we  do, 
There's  a  ftrange  pieafure  in  the  pain, 
And  tears  have  their  own  fweetnefs  too. 

4  When  round  thy  courts  by  day  we  rove  ; 
Or  alk  the  watchmen  of  the  night 

For  fome  hind  tidings  of  our  love, 
The  very  name  creates  delight. 

5  Jefusi  our  GWi'yet  rather  come; 
Our  eyes  would  dwell  upon  thy  face; 
'Tis  beft  to  fee  our  Lord  at  home, 
And  feel  the  prefence  of  his  grace. 

CCL.     7s.     Cookham  Tune.  Newtox. 
Lo-jejl  thou  me  ?  John  XXJ.  1 6. 
I  ,rT~IS  a  point  I  long  to  know, 

X     Oft  it  caufes  anxious  thought : 


LOVE  TO  CHRIST.  251. 

Do  I  love  the  Lord  or  no, 
Am  I  his,  or  am  I  not  ? 

2  If  I  love,  why  am  I  thus  ? 

Why  this  dull  and  life  efs  frame  ? 
Hardly,  fure,  can  they  be  worfe, 
Who  have  never  heard  his  name, 

3  [Could  my  heart  fo  hard  remain, 
Prayer  a  talk  and  burden  prove  ; 
Every  trifle  give  me  pain, 

If  I  know  a  Saviour's  love  ? 

4  When  I  turn  my  eyes  within, 
All  is  dark,  and  vain,  and  wild; 
Fill'd  with  unbelief  and  fin, 
Can  I  deem  myfelf  a  child  ?] 

5  If  I  pray,  or  hear,  or  read, 
Sin  ismix'd  with  all  I  do  : 
You  that  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
Tell  me,  is  it  thus  with  you  ? 

6  Yet  I  mourn  my  ftubborn  will, 
Find  my  fin  a  grief  and  thrall : 
Should  I  grieve  for  what  I  fell, 
If  I  do  not  love  at  all ; 

7  [Could  I  joy  his  faints  to  meet, 
Choofe  the  ways  1  once  abhorr'd  ; 
Find,  at  times,  the  promife  fweet, 
If  I  did  not  love  the  Lord? 

8  Lord,  define  the  doubtful  cafe  ! 
Thou  who  art  thy  peop  e's  fun  ; 
Shine  upon  thy  work  of  grace, 
If  it  be  indeed  begun. 

9  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more, 
If  I  love  at  all,  I  pray 

If  I  have  not  lov'd  before, 
Help  me  to  begin  to-day. 
CCLI.  L.  M.    Dr.  Watts's  Lvric  Poems. 

Lefire  to  love  C  ;RIST. 
I    /^OME,  let  me  love  ;  or  is  my  mind 
^^  Harden'd  to  flone,  or  froze  to  ice  ? 


2o'2.     GRACES  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 
I  fee  the  blefled  fair  one  bend 
And  (loop  to  embrace  me  from  the  flues  ? 

2  O  !  'tis  a  thought  would  melt  a  rock 
And  make  a  heart  of  iron  move, 

That  thofe  fweet  hps,  that  heavenly  look  ! 
Should  feck  and  wlfh  a  mortal's  love  ! 

3  I  was  a  traitor  doom'd  to  fire, 
Bound  to  fuftain  eternal  pains  ; 
He  flew  on  wings  of  flrong  dtfire, 
Affum'd  my  guilt,  and  took  my  chains  ; 

4  Infinite  grace  !  almighty  charms  ! 
Stand  in  amaze,  ye  rolling  ikies  ! 
Jefus  the  God,  extends  his  arms, 
Hangs  on  the  crofs  of  love,  and  die*. 

5  Did  pity  ever  ftoop  fo  low, 
Drefs'd  in  divinity  and  blood  ? 
Was  ever  rebel  courted  fo 

In  groans  of  an  expiring  GcdP 

6  Again  he  lives  and  fpreads  his  hands, 
Hands  that  were  nail'd  to  torturing  fmart : 

"  By  thefe  dear  wounds,"  fays  he  :  and  ftands 
And  prays  to  clafp  me  to  his  heart. 

7  Sure  I  muft  love:  or  are  my  ears 
Still  deaf,  nor  will  my  paffions  move  ? 
Lord  melt  this  flinty  heart  to  tears: 
This  heart  fa  all  yield  to  death  or  love. 

CCLII.     CM.     Dk.S.  Stexnett. 
Profejjlon  of  love  to  Christ. 
I      A   ND  have  I,  Ckrijl,  no  love  to  thee, 
l\.  No  paffion  for  thy  charms  ? 
No  wifh  my  Saviour's  face  to  fee, 
And  dwell  within  his  arms  ? 
ft   Is  there  no  fpark  of  gratitude 
In  this  cold  heart  of  mine  ; 
To  him  whofe  generous  bofcm  glow'd 
With  friendihip  all  divine  ? 
3  Can  I  pronounce  this  charming  name, 
His  adls  of  kinrinefs  tel. ; 


LOVE  TO  CIIP.IST.  2  53. 

/.nd,  while  I  dwell  upon  the  theme, 
No  fweet  emotion  feel  ? 

4  Such  baie  ingratitude  as  this 

What  heart  but  muft  detefl ! 
Sure  Chr't/i  deferves  the  nobleft  place 
In  every  human  breath 

5  A  very  wretch,  Lord,  I  fhould  prove, 

Had  I  no  iove  to  thee : 
Rather  than  not  my  Saviour  love, 
O  may  I  ceafe  to  be  ! 

CCLIII.  8s.  New  Jerufalem  Tune.  B.  Francis% 

Supreme  love  to  Christ. 
I    T\  IT Y  gracious  Redeemer  I  love, 

J.VX  His  praifes  aloud  I'll  proclaim, 

And  join  with  the  armies  above 

To  fhout  his  adorable  name. 

To  gaze  on  his  glories  divine 

Shall  be  my  eternal  employ, 

.And  feel  them  inceffantiy  fhine, 

My  boundlefs  ineffable  joy. 
%  He  freely  redeem'd  with  his  Mood, 

My  foul  from  the  confines  of  hell, 

To  liv,"  on  the  fmiles  of  my  God, 

And  in  his  fweet  prefence  to  dwell ; 

To  fhine  with  the  angeis  of  light, 

With  faints  and  with  feraphs  to  ling, 

To  view  with  eternal  delight, 

My  jtfar,  my  Saviour,  my  King, 

3  In  Mejhech,  as  yet,  I  refuie, 

A  darkfome  and  reftlefs  abode  ! 
Molefted  with  foes  on  each  iide, 
And  longing  to  dwell  vfiih  my  God. 
Q  when  fhall  my  fpirit  exchange 
This  cell  of  corruptible  clay, 
For  mansions  celeftia'-,  and  range 
Thro'  realms  of  ineffable  day  ! 

4  My  glorious  Redeemer,  I  long 
To  fee  thee  defcend  en  the  cioud, 


254.      GRACES  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 

Amidffc  the  bright  numberlefs  throng, 
And  mix  with  the  triumphant  crowd. 
O,  when  wilt  thou  bid  me  afcend, 
To  join  with  thy  praifes  above, 
To  gaze  on  thee,  world  without  end, 
And  feaft  on  thy  ravifhing  love  ? 

5  Nor  forrow,  nor  ficknefs,  nor  pain, 
Nor  fin,  nor  temptation,  nor  fear, 
Shall  ever  moleft  me  again, 
Perfection  of  gicry  reigns  there. 
This  foul  and  this  body  fhall  fhinc 
In  robes  of  falvation  and  praife, 
And  banquet  on  pleafures  divine, 
Where  God  his  full  beauty  difplays. 

6  Ye  palaces,  fceptres,  and  crowns, 
Your  pride  with  difdain  I  furvey ; 

Your  pomps  are  but  fhadows  and  founds, 
And  pafs  in  a  moment  away  ; 
The  crown  that  my  Saviour  beftows, 
Yon  permanent  fun  fhall  outfhine  ; 
My  joy  ever  aftingly  flows, 
My  God,  my  Redeemer  is  mine. 
CCLIV.     S.  M.     Vermont  Tune.  Fawcett. 
Love  to  the  Brethren. 
LEST  be  the  tie  that  binds 
Our  hearts  in  chriftian  love; 
The  fcllowlhip  of  kindred  minds 

Is  like  to  that  above. 

Before  our  Father's  throne 

We  pour  our  ardent  prayers ; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  arms  are  one, 

Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

We  fhare  our  mutual  woes  ; 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear ; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 

The  fympathizing  tear. 

When  we  afunder  part 

It  gives  us  inward  paiD, 


B1 


LOVE  TO  THE  BRETHREN.  255,  256. 
But  we  fhall  ftill  be  join'd  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

5  This  glorious  hope  revives 
Our  courage  by  the  way  ; 

While  each  in  expectation  lives,. 
And  longs  to  fee  the  day. 

6  From  forrow,  toil,  and  pain, 
And  fin,  we  (hall  be  free  ; 

And  perfect  love  andfriendfhip  reign 
Thro'  all  eternity. 

CCLV.     S.  M.  Beddome, 
Cbrijlian  Love,  Gal.  iii.  3§. 
I         I"    ET  party  names  no  more 

jLjl  The  Chriftian  world  o'erfpread ; 
-  Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free, 
Are  one  in  Chrijl  their  head, 
a       Among  the  faints  on  earth, 
Let  mutual  love  be  found; 
Heirs  of  the  fame  inheritance, 
With  mutual  bitilings  crown'd. 

3  Let  envy,  child  of  heli ! 
Be  b3nifh'd  far  away; 

Thofe  mould  in  ftricteil  friendship  dwell, 
Who  the  fame  Lord  obey. 

4  Thus  wdl  the  church  below 
Refemble  that  above, 

Where  ftreams  of  pleafure  ever  flow, 
And  every  heart  is  love, 
CCLVI.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
The  heart  pur  [fed  to  unfeigned  love  of  the  Brethren 

by  the  Spirit,   I  Peter  i.    %%. 
I    /~*l  RE  AT  Spiric  of  immortal  love, 

V_X   Vouchfafe  our  frozen  hearts  to  move  j 
"With  ardor  ftrong  thefe  breails  inflame 
To  all  that  own  a  Saviour's  name. 
%  Still  let  the  heavenly  fire  endure 
Fervent  and  vigorous,  true  and  pure; 
K 


25T,  253.  GRACES  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 
Let  every  heart  and  every  hand 
Join  in  the  dear  i'raternai  band. 

5   Cclcftial  dove,  defcend,  and  bring 


'i;-v 


6    5 


The  fmiling  bleffings  on  thy  wi 
And  make  us  tafte  thofe  fweets  below 
Which  in  the  blifsful  manfions  grow. 
CCLVIL     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
Love  to  our  Neighbour  ;  or,  the  Good  Samaritan^ 
Luke  x.  29. — 37. 

1  T^  ATHER  of  mercies,  fend  thy  grace, 
JL     All-powerful  from  above, 

To  form,  in  our  obedient  fouls, 
The  image  of  thy  Jove. 

2  O  may  our  fympathifing  breafts 

That  generous  pleasure  know; 
Kindly  ^to  fhare  in  others  jay, 
And  weep  for  others  woe. 

3  When  the  moft  hclpleft  fous  of  grief, 

In  low  diftrefs  are  laid, 
Soft  be  our  hearts  their  pains  to  feci, 
And  fwift  our  hands  to  aid. 

4  So  "Jefus  look'd  on  dying  man. 

When  thron'd  above  the  Ikies*; 
And  'midft  the  embraces  0'  his  GoJy 
He  felt  compaffion  rife. 

5  On  wings  of  love  the  Saviour  flew 

To  raife  us  from  fht  ground  ; 
And  fh.d  the  rkheft  of  his  blood, 
A  balm  for  every  wound. 

CCLV11I.     C  M. 
Love  our  Enemies  from  the  example  nf  CllV.1  ST 

Luke  xxiii.  34.  Mat.  v.  44. 
I      A    LOUD  we  fing  the  wondrous  grace, 
±\    Chriji  to  his  murderers  bare  ; 
Which  made  the  torturing'  c'rofs  its  throne, 
And  hung  its  trophies  tlrete. 


LOVE  TO  ENEMIES.  259. 

«  Father,  forgive,"  his  mercy  cried, 

With  his  expiring-  breath, 
And  drew  eternal  hleffings  down 

On  thofe  who  wrought  his  death. 
Jefus,  this  wondrous  love  we  iing, 

'nd  while  we  iing  admire; 
Breathe  on  our  fouls,  and  kindle  there, 
'1'he  fame  cdeft.al  hre. 
I  Sway'd  by  thy  dear  example,  we 
For  enemies  will  pray  ; 
With  love,  their  hatred,  and  their  curfe 
With  bleffings  will  repay. 
CCLTX.     C  M,     Providence  college  Tun*, 
Dr.  S.  St-kn^tt. 

All  Attaintnetrts  Fain  v&bout  Love,  I  Cor. 

xiii.  i — 3- 
I    Q  HOULD  bounteous  nature  kindly  pour 
&    Her  ricnefi  gifts  an  me, 
Still,  O  my  Cod,  1  fhouid  be  poor, 
If  void  ei  lovfi  to  thee. 
a  Not  muting  wit,  nor  manly  fer.ic, 
Could  make  me  truly  good: 
Mot  geaLitfcli  could  recompenfc 
The  want  of  iove  to  God. 

3  Did  I  poilas  the  gift  of  tongues, 

But  were  dtuy'cithy  grace, 
My  ioudeft  words,  my  kftieft  fengs 

V\Touid  be  but  founding  brafs.        _     ■    •■ 

4  Tho'  thou  fliou.'d'ft  give  me  heavenly  ikill, 

Kach  myftery  ;o  exp  ain, 
If  I'd  na'he&j  t  :o  :.  i  thy  will, 
Mv  kiiawledge  would  be  vain. 

5  Had  1  fo  tlrung  a  feivk,  my  GuJ, 

As  m  mntahis  tc;  temple. 
No  faith  ebu  d-.d,o  pi    r<    I  \±  ■  -">  '■, 
That  *-id  not  work  ■•/  I  ,'V- 


260.      GRACES  0E  THE  SPIRIT. 

6  [What  tho'  to  gratify  my  pride, 

And  make  my  heaven  fecure, 
All  my  poffeffions  I  divide, 
Among  the  hungry  poor  ! 

7  What  tho'  my  hody  I  confign 

To  the  devouring  flame, 
In  hope  the  glorious  deed  will  fhine 
In  rolls  of  endlefs  fame ! 
§  Thefe  fplendid  adts  of  vanity, 
Tho'  all  the  world  applaud, 
If  deftitute  of  charity, 

Can  never  pleafe  my  God.] 
9  O  grant  me  then  this  one  requeft, 
And  I'll  he  fatisfy'd; 
That  love  divine  may  rule  my  bread, 
And  all  my  actions  guide. 
CCLX.     S.  M      Dr.  Doddridge. 
The  Meek  beauVfed  ivith  Salvation,  Pfalm  cxlix.  4 

1  ^V^  nuR1^'e  f°ulsJ  rejoice, 

X     And  cheerful  praifes  fing  ; 
Wake  all  your  harmony  of  voice, 
For  Jefus  is  your  King, 

2  1  hat  meek  and  lowly  Lord, 
Whom  here  your  fouls  have  known, 

Pledges  the  honour  of  his  word 
T'  avow  you  for  his  own. 

3  He  brings  falvation  near, 

For  which  his  blood  was  paid : 
How  beauteous  fhall  your  fouls  appear, 
Thus  fumptuoufly  array 'd  ' 

4  Sing  for  the  day  is  nigh, 
When  near  your  Saviour's  feat, 

The  talleft  fons  of  pride  fhall  lie, 
The  footftool  of  your  feet. 

5  Salvation,  Lord,  is  thine, 
And  all  thy  faints  confefs, 

The  royal  robes  in  which  they  fhine, 
Were  wrought  by  ibvtreign  grace 


MEEKNESS MODERATION.  261,262. 

CCLXr,     C.  M.     Needham. 
Moderation ;  or,  the  Saint  indeed,  Phil,  iv  5. 

1  TTAPPY  the  man,  whole  cautious  fteps, 
11   Still  keep  the  golden  mean  : 
Whofe  life,  by  wifdom's  rules  well  forra'd, 

Declares  a  confeience  clean  ; 

2  Not  of  himfelf  he  highly  thinks, 

Nor  a*5b  the  boafter's  part, 
His  modeft  tongue  the  language  fpeaks 
Of  his  ftiil  humbler  heart. 

3  Not  in  bafe  fcaedal's  arts  he  deals, 

For  truth  dwells  in  his  breail ; 
With  grief  he  fees  his  neighbour's  faults, 
And  thinks  and  hopes  the  bell, 

4  What  blefiingi  bounteous  heaven  bellows 

He  takes  with  thankful  heart ; 
With  temp 'ranee  he  both  eats  and  drinks, 
And  give  the  poor  a  part. 

5  To  feci:  or  party,  his  large  foul 

Difdains  to  be  confin'd  ; 
The  good  he  loves  of  every  name, 
And  prays  for  all  mankind. 

6  Pure  is  his  zeal,  the  offspring  fair 

Of  truth  and  heavenly  love; 
The  bigot's  rage  can  never  dwell 
Where  refts  the  peaceful  dove. 

7  His  bufinefs  is  to  keep  his  heart, 

Each  paflion  to  controul : 

Nobly  ambitious  well  to  rule 

The  empire  of  his  foul. 

8  Not  on  the  world  his  heart  is  fet, 

His  treafure  is  above ; 
Nothing  beneath  the  fovereign  good, 
Can  claim  his  hieheft  love. 
CCLX1I.      L.  M. 
Agurs  JVifi,  Proverbs  xxx.  7,  8.  9. 
a  ^TPHUS  Agur  breath'd  his  warm  defire, 
X     "  My  Gody  two  favours  I  require, 
K2 


2C3.      GRACES  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 
"  la  neither  my  reqaeft  deny, 
"  Vouchfafe  them  both  before  I  die. 

a  "  Far  from  my  heart  and  tent*  exclude 
"  Xhofe  enemies  to  ail  that's  good, 
"  Folly,  whofe  pieafures  end  in  death, 
"  And  Faljboicfs  peftilential  breath : 

3  "  Be  neither  wea'th  nor  want  my  lot! 
"  Below  the  dome,  above  the  cot, 

"  Let  me  my  life  unanxicus  lead, 

"  And  know  nor  luxury  nor  nor  need. 

4  Thefe  wifhes,  Lord  ius  make  our  own: 
O  fhed  in  moderation  down 

Thy  bounties,  ti  i  this  mortal  breath, 
Expiring,  tunes  thy  praife  in  death  1 

5  But  fhouldft  thou  large  poffeffions  give, 
With  thankfuinefs  may  we  receive 
The  exuberance — ililour  God  adore 
And  biefs  the  needy  from  our  {tore  ! 

6  Or  fhould  we  feel  the  pains  of  want, 
Submiffion,  refignation  grant, 

Till  thou  (halt  fend  the  wifh'd  fupply 
Or  call  U3  to  the  blifs  on  high. 
CCLXIII.     L.  M. 
Chrijlian  Patience,  Lunk  xxi.  19. 

1   T>AT1ENCE!  O  what  a  grace  divine! 
A      Sent  from  the  God  of  power  and  lov« 
Submifiive  to  its  Father's  hand 
As  thro'  the  wilds  of  life  we  rove. 

i  By  patience  we  ferens  y  bear 
The  troub  es  of  our  morta!  flate, 
And  wait  contented  our  difcharge, 
Nor  think  our  g  ory  comes  too  late. 

3  Tho'  we  in  fu     fenfation  feel 

The  weight,  the  wounds  our  God  ordain», 
We  fmile  amid  our  heavieft  woes, 
And  triumph  in  our  fharpeft  pains. 

4  O  for  this  grace  to  aid  us  on, 
And  arm  with  fortitude  the  breaft, 


PATIENCE PFAC7.    254,  £55. 

Till  life's  tumirrucus  ycyigc  is  o'er. 
We  reach  the  fhores  of  endlefs  reft  ! 
5   Faith  into  vifion  Ilia  i  reiign, 
Hope  fhall  in  full  fruition  die, 
And  patience  in  poffeffion  end 
In  the  bright  worlds  of  blifs  on  Jvgh 
CCLXIV.     L-M.     Bldusmc. 
Patience. 
I    TT\EAR  Lord,  tfco' bitter  is  the  cup 
JL/    Thy  gracious  hand  deals  out  to  me, 
I  cheerfully  would  drink  it  up. 
That  cannot  hurt  which  comes  from  thee. 
e,  Dafh  it  with  thy  unch  mping  love, 
Let  not  a  drop  of  wrath  be  there  ; 
The  faints  for  ever  bleft  above, 
Were  often  moft  afHifbed  here. 
j   From  Jefus,  thy  incarnate  Son, 
I'll  learn  obedience  to  thy  will  ; 
And  humbly  kifs  the  Ghafteiriog  rod, 
When  its  fevereft  ftrokes  I  feel. 
CCLXV.     CM.     Dr .  DocDRiDGr. 
God  /peaking  Peace  to  his  People,  Pfal    b;  xxv.  %. 
1   T  TNITE,  my  roving  thoughts,  unite 
KJ     In  liience  ibft  and  fwecr  : 
And  thou,  my  foul,  fit  gen-iy  down 
At  thy  great  Sovereign's  iect. 
a  Jehovah's  awfu!  voice  is  heard, 
Yet  gladly  I  attend  • 
For  lo  !   the  ever  aiding  GJ, 
Proclaims  himfeif  my  fi  iend. 
3   Harmonious  accents  to  my  h  al 
The  founds  cf  peace  convey  : 
The  tempeft  at.  his  word  Inbfdcs, 
And  winds  and  Teas  obey 
A.   By  all  its  joys,  I  charge  my  heart, 
To  grieve  his  icvi'  no  more ; 


266.      GRACES  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 
But,  charm'd  by  melody  divine, 
To  give  its  follies  o'er. 

CCLXVI.     1 1 2th.     R.Hill. 
A  Prayer  for  the  promifed  Reji,   Ifaiah  xxvi.  3. 
i    T\£AR  friend  of  friendlefs  Tinners,  hear, 
jLJ   And  magnify  thy  grace  divine  : 
Pardon  a  worm  that  wou'd  draw  near, 
That  woud  his  heart  to  thee  refign  ; 
A  worm  by  felf  and  fin  oppreft, 
That  pants  to  reach  the  promis'd  reft. 
Z  With  ho  y  fear,  and  reverend  love 
I  long  to  lie  beneath  thy  throne; 
I  'ong  in  thee  to  live,  and  move, 

And  flay  myfe'f  on  thee  a'one  ; 
Teach  me  to  lean  upon  thy  breaft, 
To  find  in  thee  the  promis'd  reft. 

3  Thou  fay'ft  thou  wi  t  thy  fervants  keep, 

In  perfect  peace,  whofe  minds  fhall  be 
Like  new-born  babes,  or  he'plefs  fheep, 

Comp'ete'y  ftay'd  dear  Lord,  on  thee: 
How  cam  their  ftate,  how  tru'y  b'eft, 
Who  truft  on  thee  the  promis'd  reft. 

4  Take  me,  my  Saviour,  as  thine  own, 

And  vindicate  my  righteous  caufc; 
Be  thou  my  portion,  Lord  alone; 

And  bend  me  to  obey  thy  laws; 
In  thy  dear  arms  of  love  carefs'd 
Give  me  to  find  thy  promis'd  reft» 

5  Bid  the  tempeftuous  rage  of  fin 

With  all  its  wrathful  fury  die  ; 
Let  the  Redeemer  dwell  within, 

And  turn  my  forrows  into  joy : 
O  may  my  heart,  by  thee  poffefs'd. 
Know  thee  to  be  my  promis'd  reft  1 


REPENTANCE.         267,  268. 
CCLXVII.     C  M.     Dr.  Doddridge, 
©od  hath  commanded  all  men  every  -where  to  ret>entt 
Ads  xvii.  30. 

1  "  T}  EPENT,"  the  voice  celeftial  cries, 

X\-    Nor  longer  dare  delay  ; 
The  wretch  that  fcorns  the  mandate  dies, 
And  meets  a  fiery  day. 

2  No  more  the  fovereign  eye  of  God 

O'erlooks  the  crimes  of  men ; 
His  heralds  are  difpatch'd  abroad 
To  warn  the  world  ef  fin. 

3  The  fummons  reach  thro'  all  the  earth  ; 

Let  earth  attend  and  fear : 

Liiten,  ye  men  of  roya^  birth, 

And  let  your  vaffals  hear. 

4  Together  in  his  prefence  bow, 

And  a  1  your  guilt  confefs; 
Embrace  the  bltfted  Saviour  now, 
Nor  trifle  with  his  grace. 

5  Bow,  ere  the  awful  trumpet  found, 

And  call  you  to  his  bar; 
For  mercy  knows  the  appointed  bound, 
And  turns  to  vengeance  there. 

6  Amazing  love,  that  yet  will  call, 

And  yet  prolong  our  days  ! 
Our  heart  fuhdued-by  goodnefs  fall, 

And  weep,  and  love,  and  praife. 
CCLXVIII.     C.  M.     Er.  Doddridge. 
Peter's  Admonition  to  Simon  Magus,  turned  into 
Prayer,  Ads  viii.  1\ — 24. 
i    QEACHER  of  hearts,  before  thy  face, 
O   I  all  my  foul  diiplay ; 
And  confeious  of  its  innate  arts, 
Intreat  thy  ft  rid:  furvey. 
a  If  lurking  in  its  inmoft  folds 
I  any  fin  conceal, 
©  let  a  ray  of  light  divine 
The  fecrct  guile  reveal, 
K  3 


2'"-  °~0.    GR.ACF5  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 

3  If  tir,6hir'd  with  that  odious  gall 

Unknowing  I  remain, 
Let  grace  like  a  pure  ii  ver  ftream, 
Warn  out  th'  accurfed  ftain. 

4  If  in  thefe  fatal  fetters  bound 

A  wretched  (lave  I  lie, 
Smite  off  my  chains,  and  wake  my  foul 
To  dght  and  liberty. 

5  To  humble  penitence  and  prayer 

Be  gentle  pity  given  : 
Sneak  ampte  pardon  to  my  heart, 
yind  feal  its  claim  to  heaven. 
CCLXIX.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
C  H  R  •  ST  exalted  to  be  a  Prince  and  a  Saviour,  t» 

give  Repentance,  A&s  V.   31. 
I    ipXALTED  Prince  of  dfe,  we  own 
*_j  The  royal  honour  of  thy  throne ; 
'lis  fi.v'd  by  God's  almighty  hand, 
And  feraphs  bow  at  thy  command, 
a  Exalted  Saviour,  we  confefs 

The  foverqign  triumphs  of  thy  gricc  ; 
Where  beams  of  gentle  radiance  ihine, 
And  temper  majtfty  divine. 

3  Wide  thy  icfiille's  fceptre  fway, 

!.  thine  enemies  obey  : 
Wide  may  thv  ciofs  its  virtue  prove, 
And  cuiqutr  mi  lions  by  its  love  ! 

4  Mighty  to  vii:c}mfh,  and  forgive  ! 
Ihine  ffnacl  fliiil  repent  and  live; 
And  !oui  proclaim  thy  healing  breath, 
Which  works  their  life  who  wro't  thy  death. 

OCLXX.  7s.  Cookham  T.  Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

Petietenijai  Sighs. 
I    TjWTHER,  at  thy  call  1  come  ; 

JL     In  thy  bolom  there  is  room 

For  a  guilty  foul  to  hide, 

rVtfs'd  with  grief  on  ev^ry  fide. 


REPENTANCE.  2/ 

a  Here  I'.l  make  my  piteous  moan  ; 

Thou  canil  underfiand  a  groan  : 

Here  my  fins,  and  forrows  tell ; 

What  I  feel  thou  knoweft  well. 

3  Ah  !  xhow  fooliih  I  have  been, 
To  obey  the  voice  of  fin, 

To  forget  thy  love  to  ine, 
And  to  break  my  vows  to  thee. 

4  Darknefs  fills  my  trembling  foul, 
Foods  of  forrow  o'er  me  roll : 
Pity,  Father,  pity  me  ; 

All  my  hope's  alone  in  thee. 

5  But,  may  fuch  a  wretch  as  I, 
Self-condtmn'd  and  doom'd  to  die, 
Ever  hope  to  be  forgiven, 

And  be  fmil'd  upon  by  Heaven  ? 

6  May  I  round  thee  cling  and  twine 
Call  myfeif  a  child  of  thine, 

And  prefume  to  claim  a  part 
In  a  tender  father's  heart  ? 

7  Yes,  I  may,  for  I  eipy 

Pity  trickling  from  thine  eye: 
'  i  is  a  father's  bowels  move, 
Move  with  pardon,  and  with  love. 

8  Well  I  do  remember  too 

What  his  love  hath  deign'd  to  do; 
How  he  i&Rt  a  Saviour  down, 
All  my  follies  to  atone. 

9  Has  my  elder  Brother  died  ? 
And  is  jufiice  fatisfied  ? 
Why,  O  why  ihould  I  defpair 
Of  my  Father's  tender  c<*re  ? 

CGLXX1.     CM.     Charmouth  Tune. 
D.x.  S.  Stennett. 
The  Penitent. 
I    p  ROSTRA  'J  E,  dear  Jefus,  at  thy  fete 
JET     A  guilty  rebe   lies; 
And  upwards  to  the  mercy  feat 
Prclumes  to  lift  his  eyes. 


272.      GRACES  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 

a  O  let  not  juftice  frown  me  hence  : 
Stay,  ftay,  the  vengeful  ftorm  ; 
Forbid  it  that  Omnipotence 
Should  crufh  a  feeble  worm. 

3  If  tears  of  forrow  would  fuffice 

To  pay  the  debt  I  owe, 
Tears  mould  from  both  my  weeping  eyes 
In  ceafclefs  torrents  flow. 

4  But  no  fuch  facrifke  I  plead 

To  expiate  my  guilt ; 
No  tears,  but  thofe  which  thou  haft  fhed» 
Nob  ood,  but  thou  haft  fpilt. 

5  Think  of  thy  forrows  deareft  Lord, 

And  all  my  fins  forgive  : 
Juftice  will  we  1  approve  the  word, 
That  bids  the  finner  live. 

CCLXXII.     C   M.     Steele. 
Penitence  and  Hope. 
1    T^vEAR  Saviour,  when  my  thoughts  recall 
X-J  The  wonders  of  thy  grace  : 
Low  at  thy  feet  afham'd  I  fall. 
And  hide  this  wretched  face. 
a  Shall  love  like  thine  be  thus  repaid  ? 
Ah  vile  ungrateful  heart ! 
By  earth's  low  cares  detain'd,  betray 'd, 
From  Jrfus  to  depart — 

3  From  J  ejus,  who  alone  can  give 

True  p  eafure,  peace,  and  reft  : 
"When  abfent  from  my  Lord,  I  live 
Unfatisfy'd,  unbleft. 

4  But  he,  for  his  own  mercy's  fake, 

My  wandering  foul  reftores ; 
He  bids  the  mourning  heart  partake 
The  pardon  it  imp  ores. 

5  O  While  I  breathe  to  thee,  my  Lord, 

The  penitential  figh, 
Confirm  the  kind,  forgiving  word, 
With  pity  in  thine  eye  ! 


REPENT  A.XCE.         273,  27-1. 

5  Then  fliall  the  mourner  at  thy  feet, 
Rejoice  to  feek  thy  face  ; 
And  grateful  own  how  kind  !  how  fweet  ' 
Thy  condefcending  grace. 
CCLXXIII.     L.  M.     Beddome. 
The  Prodigal  Son  ;  or,  the  repenting  Sinner  accepted y 

Luke  xv.  3 3. 
I   HpHE  mighty  GW  will  not  defpife 
JL     The  contrite  heart  for  facrifke  ; 
The  deep  fetch'd  figh,  the  fecrst  groan 
1  Rife  accepted  to  the  thone 
a  He  meets  with  tokens  of  his  grace. 
The  trembling  lip,  the  blufhing  face, 
Kis  bowels  yearn,  when  finners  pray, 
And  mercy  bears  their  fins  away.        [fhamc, 

3  When   fiU'd  with   grief,  o'erwhelm'd  with 
He,  pitying,  heals  their  broken  frame  ; 

He  hears  their  fad  complaints,  and  fpies 
His  image  in  their  weeping  eyes. 

4  Thus,  what  a  rapturous  joy  poffeft 
The  tender  parent's  throbbing  breaft, 
To  fee  his  fpendthrift  fon  return. 
And  hear  him  his  pafl  fol  ies  mourn  ! 

CCLXX1V.     C.  M.     Beddome. 

Why  iveepejl  thou  ?    "John  XX.  1 3. 
I   TT7HY,  O  my  foul  why  weepeft  thou, 
VV     Tell  me  from  whence  arife 
Thofe  briny  tears  that  often  flow, 
Thofe  groans  that  pierce  the  Ikies, 
0,  Is  fin  the  caufe  of  thy  complaint, 
Or  the  chaftifing  rod, 
Doft  thou  an  evil  heirt  lament, 
And  mourn  an  abfent  God? 
3   Lord,  let  me  weep  for  nought  but  fin, 
And  after  none  but  thee, 
And  then,  I  would,  O  that  I  might  I 
A  conftant  weeper  be ! 


2(5,  276.    GRACES  OF  THE  SPlP.lf. 
.CCLXXV.    CM.     CowrER. 
The   Contrite  Heart,  Ifaiah  lvii.   15. 

1  r  £  'HE  Lord,  will  happinefs  divine 

X     On  contrite  hearts  beftow  ; 
'1  hen  teil  me,  gracious  God  is  mine 
A  cot  trice  heart  or  no  ? 

2  I  hear,  buc  feem  to  hear  in  vain, 

Infenfible  as  fteel ; 
If  aught  is  felt,  'tis  only  pain 
To  find  I  cannot  feci. 

3  I  fometimes  think  myfelf  inclin'd 

To  love  thee  if  I  could ; 

Eut  often  fctl  another  mind, 

Averie  to  all  that's  good. 

4  My  beft  dcfires  are  faint  and  few, 

I  fain  would  ftrive  for  more  ; 
But  when  I  cry,  "  My  ftrength  renew," 
Seem  weaker  than  before. 

5  Thy  faints  are  comforted  I  know, 

And  love  thy  houfe  ct  prayer; 
I  fometimes  go  where  others  go, 
But  find  no  comfort  there. 

6  O  make  this  heart  rejoice  or  ache; 

Decide  this  doubt  for  me ; 
And  if  it  be  not  broken,  break, 
And  heal  it,  if  it  be. 
CCLXXVI.  C  M.  Abridge  Tune.  Beddome. 

Refigfiafivn';  or,  God  our  Portion. 
I.   "ft  If  V  rimes  of  furrow  and  of  joy, 
1V1   Great  Cod,  are  in  thy  hand  ; 
My  chpiceft  exjmipns  come  from  thee, 
And  go  ,.t  rhy  commagd. 
a   If  thou  ftoaldft  take  them  all  away, 
Yet  would  I  not  repine  ; 
Before  thej  weife  polufs'd  by  me, 
';i.cy  wcie  -it-i  -iy  thine, 


RESIGNATION.  2, 

5  Nor  would  I  drop  a  murmuring  word 
Tho'  the  whole  world  were  gone, 
But  feek  enduring  bappinefs 
la  thee,  and  thee  alone. 

4  What  is  the  world  with  all  its  ftore  ? 

'Tis  but  a  bitter-fweet ; 
When  I  attempt  to  pluck  the  rofe, 
A  pricking  thorn  I  meet. 

5  Here  perfect  blifs  can  ne'er  be  found, 

The  honey's  mix'd  with  gall;    % 
Midft  changing  fcenes  and  dying  friends, 
Be  thou  my  all  in  all. 
CCLXXVJI.     C.  M.     Cowper. 
Submijjion. 

1  |^V  LORD,  my  belt  defires  fulfil, 
vJ'   And  help  me  to  refign 

Life,  health,  and  comfort  to  thy  wi  1, 
And  make  thy  pleafure  mine. 

2  Why  fhould  I  fhrink  at  thy  command 

Whofe  love  forbids  my  fears  ? 
Or  tremble  at  the  gracious  hand 
That  wipes  away  my  tears  ? 

3  No,  let  me  rather  freely  yield 

What  moft  I  prize  to  thee; 

Who  never  haft  a  good  withheld, 

Or  wilt  withhold  from  me. 

4  Thy  favour  all  my  journey  thro', 

Thou  art  engag'd  to  grant  ; 
What  elfe  I  want,  or  think  I  do, 
'lis  better  fti  1  to  want. 

5  Wifdom  and  mercy,  guide  my  way, 

Shall  I  refift  them  both  ? 
A  poor  blind  creature  of  a  day, 
And  crufh'd  before  the  moth! 

6  But  ah  !  my  inward  fpirit  cries, 

Still  bind  me  to  thy  fway  ; 
Eife  the  next  cloud  that  veils  my  fkics, 
Drives  all  thefe  thoughts  away. 


l2T8y  279.  graci-.s  of  the  spirit, 
CCLXXVII.     C  M.     Steele. 

Filial  Submijp.sn^  Heb.  xii.  7. 
I      /\    ND  can  my  heart  *fpire  fo  high, 
XX    To  Jay,"  My  Father,  God!" 
Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  Jain  would  lie, 
And  learn  to  kifs  the  rod. 
a  I  would  iubmit  to  ah  thy  will, 
For  thou  art  good  and  wife  ; 
Let  every  anxious  thought  be  it  ill, 
Nor  one  faint  murmur  rile. 

3  Thy  love  can  cheer  the  darkfome  gloom 

And  bid  me  wait  ferene; 
Till  hones  and  joys  immortal  bloom, 
And  brighten  all  the  fcenc. 

4  "  My  Father" — O  permit  my  heart 

To  plead  her  humble  claim, 
And  afk  the  bins  thofe  words  impart, 
in  my  Redeemer's  name. 

<  CLXXIX.     CM,     Grove  Houfe  Tune. 
T.  Greene. 

ft  ii  ihz  Lord — ht  him  do  iihat feemetb  him  good. 

t  Sam.  iii.  i3. 
1    IT  is  the  Lord — enthron'd  in  light, 
1    VVhofe  claims  are  all  divine; 
Who  has  an  undifputed  right 
To  govern  me  and  mine, 
a   It  is  the  Lord — fheuH  I  diftruft, 
Or  contradict  has  will  ? 
Who  cannot  do  but  what  is  juft, 
Ami  mult  be  righteous  ft  ill. 

3  It  is  the  Lord—  who  gives  me  all 

My  wealth,  my  friends,  my  eafc ; 
And  of  his  bounties  may  recall 
Whatever  part  he  pleafe.  • 

4  It  is  the  Lord — who  can  fuftain 

Ikrrcstii  tfc«.  hcavkft  load 


SELF-DENIAL.  280. 

From  whom  affiftance  I  obtain 
To  tread  the  thorny  road. 
5  It  is  the  Lord — whofe  matchlefs  fkiil 
Can  from  afflictions  raife 
Matter,  eternity  to  fill 

With  ever  growing  praife. 
4  It  is  the  Lord — my  cov  nant  God, 
Thrice  bleiTed  be  his  name  ! 
Whofe  gracious  promife  feal'd  with  blood, 
Muft  ever  be  the  fame. 

7  His  cov'nant  will  my  foul  defend, 

Should  nature's  felf  expire ; 
And  the  great  Judge  of  all  defcend 
In  awful  flames  of  fire. 

8  And  can  my  foul  with  hopes  like  thefe 

Be  Allien,  or  repine  ? 
No  gracious  Ged,  take  what  thou  pleafe  ; 
To  thee  I  all  refign. 

CCLXXX.     C.  M.     Needham. 

Self -denial ;  or,  fating  up  the  Crop,  Mark  viii.  38, 

Luke  ix.  z6. 
1     A  SHAM'D  of  Chrijl,  my  foul  difdain 
Jl\  The  mean  ungen'rous  thought : 
Shall  I  difown  that  friend,  whofe  blood 
To  man  falvation  brought  ? 
a  With  the  glad  news  of  love  and  peace 
From  heaven  to  earth  he  came ; 
For  us  endur'd  the  painful  crofs, 
For  us  defpis'd  the  fhame. 

3  At  his  command,  we  muft  take  up 

Our  crofs  without  delay : 
Our  lives — and  thoufand  lives  of  ours 
His  love  can  ne'er  repay. 

4  Each  faithful  fufferer  Jefus  views 

With  infinite  delight ; 
Their  lives  to  him  are  dear,  their  deaths 
Arc  precious  is  his  fight. 


281,  232.    graces  or  tht.  spirit.] 

5  To  bear  his  name,  his  crofs  ro  hear 

Our  higheft  honour  this  ' 
Who  nobly  iuffers  new  for  him, 
Shall  reign  with  him  in  b  ifs. 

6  Jjut  fhould  we  in  the  evi   day 

Fmm  our  pro  ft  in  or.  fly,  # 

"Jefv.r  the  Judge,  before  the  world, 
The  traitor  will  deny, 

CCLXXXI.     C-   M. 
Self-denial,  Mark  viii.  54.  JLuke  ix.  2$. 
I      A    ND  muft  I  part,  with  ail  I  have, 
J-\    My  deareft  Lord,  For  thee, 
It  is  but  right,  fince  thou  haft  done 
Much  more  than  this  forme. 
3  Yes,  let  it  go — one  look  from  thee 
Will  more  than  make  amends, 
For  all  the  Inffas  I  fuftain 
Of  credit,  ripfotfs  friends. 

3  Tea  thuufand  worlds,  ten  thoufand  lives, 

How  worrhlefs  they  appear 
Compared  with  thee,  fuprtmcly  good, 
Divinely  bright  and  fair! 

4  Saviour  of  fouls,  cootl  I  from  ihes 

K  (ingle  faiile  obtain;; 
Tho'  deftjtote  of  all  things  elfe. 
P  '•  iiiory  in  my  . 

CCLXXX1I.   C.  VT.  Dr.  \V  ^ts's  Scrmoss. 

Sincerity  arJ  Trufh,  Phil.  iv.  8. 
1     T     ETtheie  who  heart h<  ehriinnn  name 
heir  h  <!y  vrr.-  s 
1  h    fail    3,  th     fi    lowers  of  the  Lamb, 
An 
%  "i  rue  rothefe'  ihcy'rake, 

',  ho'  to  their  hurt  >h.v  ft*£ar  : 
Cnhftarrt  and  juft  to  :ak, 

For  C  e</  au< 


SINCERITY,  OsX.       2 


5  Still  with  their  lips  their  hearts  agree, 
Nor  flatteria  g  words  devife  : 
They  know  ihe  God  of  truth  can  fee 
Thro' every  faife  difguife. 

4  They  hate  the  appearance  of  a  lie, 

In  all  the  fhapes  it  wears  : 
Firm  to  the  truth — and  when  they  die, 
Eternal  life  is"  theirs. 

5  Lo !  from  afar  the  Lord,  defcends, 

And  brings  the  jugdment  down ; 
He  bids  his  faints,  his  faithful  friends, 
Rife  and  poffefs  their  crown. 

6  While  fatan  trembles  at  the  fight, 

And  devils  wifh  to  die, 
Where  will  the  faithiefs  hypocrite 
And  guilty  liar  fly. 
CCLXXXIII.  S.  M.  Stoke  Tune.  Eeddome. 

Sincerity  dejired. 
I        YF  fecret  fraud  fhouid  dwell 
A   Within  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
Purge  out,  O  God,  that  curfed  leaven, 
And  make  me  whol.y  thine, 
a       If  any  rival  there 

Dares  to  ulurp  the  throne, 
O  tear  th'  infernal  traitor  thence, 
And  reign  thyfelf  alone. 
3        Is  any  luft  conceard, 
Bring  it  to  open  view 
Search,  fearch,  dear  Lord,  my  inmoft  foul, 
And  all  its  powers  renew. 
CCLXXXIV.     C.  M.     Fawcett. 
Spiritual  Mindednefs  ;  or,  inzvard  Religion^ 
James  i.  2J. 
ELIGION  is  the  chief  concera 
Of  mortals  here  below  : 
May  I  its  great  importance  learn,        • 
Ifcs  fovereign  virtue  know  ! 


*R 


285.      GRACES  OF  THE  STIRIT. 

a  More  needful  this,  than  glittering  wealth, 
Or  aught  the  world  beftows  ; 
Not  reputation,  food,  or  health, 
Can  give  usfuch  repefe. 

3  Religion  fhou  d  our  thoughts  engage, 

Amidft  our  youthful  bloom  ; 
'Twill  fit  us  for  declining  age, 
And  for  the  awful  tomb. 

4  O  may  my  heart,  by  grace  renew'd, 

Be  my  Redeemer's  throne; 
And  be  my  ftubborn  will  fubdu'd, 
His  government  to  own. 

5  Let  deep  repentance,  faith,  and  love, 

Be  join'd  with  godly   fear  ; 
And  a  1  my  converfation  prove 
My  heart  to  be  fincere. 

6  Pref  erve  me  from  the  fnares  of  f*i, 

Thro'  my  remaining  days; 

And  in  me  let  each  virtue  fhine 

To  my  Redeemer's  praife. 

7  Let  lively  hope  my  foul  infpire; 

Let  warm  affecx-ions  rife  ; 
And  may  I  wait,  with  ftrong  defire, 
To  mount  above  the  fkies  ! 

CCLXXXV.     CM,     Exeter  Tune.  Tate. 

Encouragement  to  tiujl  and  love  God,  Pfalm  xxxiv. 

I   HPHRO'  all  the  changing  fcenes  of  live, 
-1      In  trouble  and  in  joy, 
The  praifes  of  my  God  fhall  ftill 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ, 
a   Of  his  deliverance  1  will  boaft, 
Till  all  who  are  diftreft, 
From  my  example  comfort  take, 
And  charm  their  griefs  to  reft, 
g  The  hofts  of  God  encamp  around 
The  dwellings  of  the  jufl: 


TRUST.  286. 

Protection  he  affords  to  all 

Who  make  his  name  their  truft. 

4  O  make  but  trial  of  his  love. 

Experience  will  decide, 
How  b'eft  are  they  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  truth  confide. 

5  Fear  him,  ye  faints,  and  you  will  then 

Have  nothing  e'fe  to  fear : 
Make  you  hisfervice  your  delight ; 
Your  wants  fhall  be  his  care. 

6  While  hungry  lions  lack  their  prey, 

'a  he  Lord  will  food  provide 
For  fuch  as  put  their  truft  in  him, 

And  fee  their  needs  fupply'd. 
CCLXXXVI.     L.  M.     Bowden  Tune. 

Trufl    and  Confidence ;    or,    holing   beyond  prefent 

Appearances,  Hab.  iii.  17,  18. 
I      \  WAY,  my  unbelieving  fear  ! 

_Zjl   Let  fear  in  me  no  more  take  place  ; 
My  Saviour  doth  not  yet  appear, 

He  hides  the  brightnefs  of  his  face  : 
But  fhal.  I  therefore    et  him  go, 

And  bafely  to  the  tempter  yield  ? 
No,  in  the  itrength  of  Jefus,  nol 
I  never  will  give  up  my  fhield. 
%  Aitho'  the  vine  its  fruit  deny, 
A'tho'  the  o  ive  y'e'd  no  oil 
The  withering  fig-tree  droop  and  die, 

'*  he  fie  d  elude  the  tiller's  toi:  ; 
1  he  empty  fta'l  no  herb  afford, 

And  perifh  a!!  the  b  eating  race, 
Yet  I  will  triumph  in  tfee  Lord, 
J  hz  God  of  my  ft  vation  praife. 
3  Away,  each  unbe  ieving  fear, 

Let  fear  to  cheering  hope  give  place  j 
My  Saviour  ivillzt  length  appear, 
/*tfd  (how  the  brightnefs  of  his  face; 


287.      GRACES   OF.THF  SPIRIT. 

3  Tho'  now  my  projects  all  be  croft, 

My  blooming  hopes  cut  ©if  I  fee, 
Still  will  I  in  my  Jefus  truft, 

Whofe  boundlefs  love  can  reach  to  me. 

4  In  hope,  believing  againft  hope, 

His  promis'd  mercy  wi  1  I  claim  ; 
His  gracious  word  (hail  bear  me  up, 
To  feek  fa  vation  in  his  name  : 

5  Soon,  my  dear  Saviour,  bring  it  nigh  ! 

My  foul  fha'l  then  outftrip  the  wind, 
On  wings  of  love  mount  up  on  high, 
And  ieave  the  world  and  fin  behind. 

CCLXXXVII.     L.  M. 
Humble  Truji  ;  or,  Dsfpair  prevented. 
I    T    ORD  didft  thou  die,  but  not  for  me! 
l^j   Am  I  forbid  to  truft  thy  blood  ! 
Haft  thou  not  pardons  rich  and  free  ! 
And  grace,  an  overwhe  ming  flood! 
a  Who  then  (hall  drive  my  trembling  foul 
From  thee,  to  regions  of  defpair  ! 
Who  has  iurvey'd  the  facred  roll, 
And  found  my  name  not  written  there  ! 

3  Prefumptuous  thought!  to  fix  the  bound, 
To  imit  mercy's  fovereign  reign  ; 
What  other  happy  fou's  have  found, 

IM  feek  nor  fhali  I  feek  in  vain. 

4  I  own  my  gui  t,  my  fins  confefs  : 
Can  men  or  devils  make  them  more! 
Of  crimes,  a' ready  numberlefs 
Vain  the  attempt  to  fweli  the  fcore. 

5  Were  the  b  ack  lift  before  my  fight, 
Whi  e  1  remember  thou  haft  dy'd, 
'Twould  on  y  urge  my  fpeedier  flight, 
To  feek  fa'vaticn  at  thy  fide. 

6  Low  at  thy  feet  I  caft  me  down, ' 
To  thee  revea    my  guilt  and  fear; 

And — if  thou  fpurn  me  from  thy  throne-— 
I'd  be  the  firft  who  pcrilh'd  there. 


trust.  238,  289. 

CCLXXXVIII.     C.  M.     Beddome. 
Fear  not  ■ 
I    "\7"E  tremb'ing  fouls,  difmifs  your  fears, 
_L     Be  mercy  all  your  theme  ; 
Mercy,  which  like  a  river  flows 
in  one  continued  ftream. 
%  Fear  not  the  powers  of  earth  and  hell, 
God  will  thefe  powers  reftrain  ; 
His  mighty  arm  their  rage  repel, 
.And  make  their  effort  vain. 

3  Fear  not  the  wants  of  outward  good, 

He  will  for  his  provide  ; 
Grant  them  fuppiies  for  daily  food, 
And  give  them  heaven  befide. 

4  Fear  not  that  he  will  e'er  forfake, 

Or  leave  his  work  undone; 
He's  faithful  to  his  promifes, 
And  faithful  to  his  Son. 

5  Fear  not  the  terrors  of  the  grave, 

Or  death's  tremendous  fting  ; 
He  will  from  endleis  wraith  preferve, 
To  endiefs  glory  bring. 

6  You  in  his  wifdom,  power  and  grace, 

May  confidently  truft ; 
Hi?  wifdom  guides,  his  power  protects, 
His  grace  rewards  the  juft. 
CCLXXXIX     Chatham  Tune.  Jesse. 
Fears  removed — It  is  I,  le  not  afraid.  John  vi.  2 
I   T  TNCLEAN  !  unclean  !  and  full  of  fin, 
U     From  firfl  to  htft,  O  Lard,  I've  bee    ! 

Deceirfu.  is  my  heart ; 
Guilt  preffes  down  my  burden'd  foul, 
But  ye/us  can  the  wa-»es  control, 
And  bid  my  fears  depart. 
1  When  firft  I  heard  his  word  of  grace, 
Ungratefully  I  hid  my  face, 

Ungratefully  delay'd : 
A  t  length  his  voice  more  powerful  came, 


290.      GRACES  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 
"  'Tis  I,"  he  cry'd,  «  I'm  ftill  the  fame, 
"  Thou  need'ft  not  be  afraid." 

3  My  heart  was  chang'd,  in  that  fame  hour 
My  foul  confefs'd  his  mighty  power, 

Out  flow'd  the  briny  tear  : 
I  liften'd  ftill  to  hear  his  voice, 
.Again  he  faid,  "  In  me  rejoice, 

"  'Tis  I,  thou  need'ft  not  fear." 

4  "  Unworthy  of  thy  love,"  I  cry'd, 
"  Freely  I  love,"  he  foon  reply'd, 

"  On  me  thy  faith  be  ftaid  ; 
"  On  me  for  every  thing  depend, 
"I'm  Jefus  ftill,  the  finner's  friend, 

M  Thou  need'ft  not  be  afraid. 
CCXC.     104th.     Suflex  Tune  Newton. 
/  ivill  truji  and  be  not  afraid,  Ifaiah  xii.  %• 
I        |>EGONE,  unbelief, 
XJ  My  Saviour  is  near, 
And  for  my  relief 
Will  furely  appear ; 
By  prayer  let  me  wreftle 
And  he  will  perform  ; 
With  Chrift  in  the  veuV, 
I  fmile  at  the  fcorm. 
4       Though  dark  be  my  way, 
Since  he  is  my  guide, 
'Tis  mine  to  obey, 
'Tis  his  to  provide ; 
Though  cifterns  be  broken, 
And  creatures  all  fail, 
The  word  he  has  fpoken 
Shall  fure'y  prevail. 
3       His  love  in  time  paft, 
Forbids  me  to  think 
He'll  leave  me  at  laft 
In  troub'e  to  fink; 
Each  fweet  Ebenczer 
I  have  in  review, 


'H 


wisdom:.  291. 

Confirms  his  good  pkafure 

To  help  nie  quite  thr.  ugh. 

Determin'd  to  fave, 

He  ^ratch'd  o:er  my  path. 

When  fatan's  blind  flave, 

I  fported  with  death  ; 

And  can  he  have  taught  me 

To  truft  in  his  name, 

And  thus  far  have  brought  me 

To  put  me  to  fhame  ? 

Why  fhou.d  I  comp  ain 

Of  want  or  diftrefs, 

Temptation  or  pain  ? 

He  told  me  no  lefs: 

The  heirs  of  falvation, 

1  know  from  his  word, 

Through  much  tribulation 

Muft  follow  their  Lord. 

How  bitter  that  cup, 

No  heart  can  conceive, 

Which  he  drank  quite  up, 

That  finners  might  live  ! 

His  way  was  much  rougher, 

And  darker  than  mine  ; 

Did  Cbrijl,  my  Lord  fuffer, 

And  fhal  I  repine  ? 

Since  ail  that  I  meet 

Shall  work  for  my  good, 

The  bitter  is  fweet, 

The  med'eine  is  food; 

Though  painful  at  prefent, 

'Twill  ceafe  before  long, 

And  then,  O  how  pleafant 

The  conqueror's  fong ! 

CCXCI.     L.  M. 
True  Wifdom,  Proverbs  iii.  13 — 18. 
APPY  the  man  who  finds  the  grace,, 
The  blcffing  of  God's  chofen  race ; 
L 


292.      GRACES  OF  THE   SPIRIT. 
The  wifdom  coming  from  above, 
And  faith  thatfweedy  works  by  love  ! 

a  Happy  beyond  deftription  he, 

Who  knows,  "  the  Saviour  dy'd  for  me," 
The  gift  unfpeakable  obtains, 
And  heavenly  undcrftanding  gains. 

3  Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleaiautnefs, 
And  all  her  flowery  paths  are  peace; 
Wifdom  to  filvtr  we  prefer, 

And  gold  is  drofs  compar'd  with  her. 

4  He  finds,  who  wifdom  apprehends, 
A  life  begun  that  never  ends; 
The  tree  of  life  divine  ihe  is, 

Set  in  the  midil  of  paradife. 

5  Happy  the  man  who  wifdom  gain*, 
In  whofe  obedient  heart  fhe  reigns; 
He  owns,  and  will  for  ever  own, 
Wifdom,  and  Cbrifi,  and  heaven  are  one. 

CCXC1I.     L.  M      Dr.  Doddridge. 

Zeal  for  CtfBIST  ;   or,  Peter  and  'John  folloiting 
ihe'ir  Majltr,  John  xxi.  l8 — 20. 

I    T>  LEST  men, whoftretchtheirwillinghands 
JlJ   Submiflive  to  their  Lord's  commands, 
And  vield  their  liberty  and  bieath, 
To  him  that  lov'd  their  fouh  in  death! 

Z   t,ead  me  to  fuffer,  and  to  die, 

If  thou  my  gracious  Lord,  art  nigh  ; 
One  fmile  from  thee  my  heart  fhall  fire, 
And  teach  me  milling  to  expire. 

<:   ]<  nature  at  the  trial  fhake, 

And  from  the  crofs  or  flames  draw  back, 
Grace  can  its  feeble  courage  raife. 
And  turn  its  tremblings  into  praife. 

4  While  l'carce  1  dare  with  Peter  fay, 
'•  Tli  boldly  tread  the  bleedjng  way  ;" 
Yet  in  thy  frcps,  like  John  I'd  move, 
With  humble  hope,  and  fiient  love, 


THF.  CHRISTIAN.    293,  294. 
CCXCIII.     C  M.     Beddome. 

Holy  Zeal  and  Diligence. 

WHILE  carnal  men,  with  all  their  might, 
Earth's  vanities  purine, 
How  flow  the  advances  which  1  make, 

"With  heaven  itfeif  in  view  ! 
Infpire  my  foul  with  holy  zeal; 

Great  God,  my  love  ii  flame ; 
Religion,  without  zeal  and  love, 

Is  but  an  empty  name. 
To  gain  the  top  of  Zion's  hill, 

May  1  with  fervor  drive  ; 
And  a  1  thefe  powers  employ  for  thee 

Which  I  from  thee  derive ' 


THE  CHRISTIAN. 

CCXCIV.     L.  M.     Fawcett. 
The  Cbrijlian  aivakened — What  mujl  I  do  to  be 
faved?  Ads  ix.  6. 
I   TTTITH  melting  heart  and  weeping  eyes, 
VV     My  guilty  foul  for  mercy  cries; 
What  fhall  I  do,  or  whither  flee, 
T'  efcape  that  vengeance  due  to  me ! 
%  Till  now,  I  faw  no  danger  nigh ; 
I  liv'd  at  eafe,  nor  fear'd  to  die  ; 
Wrapt  up  in  felf-deceit  and  pride, 
"  I  fhall  have  peace  at  laft,"  I  cry'd. 

3  But  when,  great  God,  thy  light  divine 
Had  fhone  on  this  dark  foul  of  mine, 
Then  I  beheld,  with  trembling  awe, 
The  terrors  of  thy  holy  law. 

4  How  dreadful  now  my  guilt  appears, 
In  childhood,  youth,  and  growing  years  \ 


295.  THE   CHRISTIAN. 

Before  thy  pure,  difceming  eye, 

L»rd,  what  a  filthy  wretch  am  I  ! 
5   Should  vengeance  ftill  my  foul  purfue> 

Death  and  deftruction  are  my  due, 

Yet  mercy  can  my  guilt  forgive, 

And  hid  a  dying  (inner  live. 
•6  Does  not  thy  facied  word  proclaim 

Salvation  free  in  Jefus'  name  ? 

To  him  I  look  and  humbly  cry, 

"  O  fave  a  wretch  condemn'd  to  die !" 
CCXCV.  8.  7.  Trowbridge  Tune.  D.  Turner. 

Supplicating — Jesus  thou  Son  of  David ',  have 
Mercy  on  me,  Mark  X.  47. 
I    T  ESUS,  full  of  ail  companion, 

J     Hear  thy  humble  fuppliant's  cry  ; 

Let  n-t  know  thy  great  falvation  ; 

See  I  ianguifh,  faint,  and  die. 
a  Guilty,  but  with  heart  relenting, 

Overwhelm'd  with  heiplefs  grief, 

Proflrate  at  thy  feet  repenting, 

Send,  O  fend  me  quick  re  icf ! 

3  Whither  fhould  a  wretch  be*  flying, 
But  to  him  who  comfort  gives> ! 
Whither,  from  the  dread  of  dying, 
But  to  him  who  ever  lives  ? 

4  [While  I  view  thee,  wounded,  grieving, 
Breathlefs  on  the  cu  led  tree, 

Fain  I'd  feeJ  my  heart  believing 
That  thou  fuffVredft  thus  lor  me. 

5  With  thy  rightcoui'nefi.  and  Spirit. 
I  am  more  than  augels  bleil ; 
Heir  with  thee  all  things  inherit, 
Peace,  and  joy,  and  cndlefs  reft. 

*   Without  thee,  the  world  poffeffing, 
1  should  be  a  wiccch  undone; 
Search  ti.ro'  heavco,  the  lar.d  oi  bicfTiny, 
Staking  good  and  iiudiug  none.] 


THE  CHRISTIAN.  295. 

J  Hear,  then,  bleffed  Saviour,  hear  me, 
My  foul  c  eaveth  to  the  duft; 
Send  the  Comforter  to  cheer  me, 
.Lo !  in  thee  I  put  my  my  truft, 

8  On  the  word  thy  blood  hath  fealed, 
Hangs  my  everiafting  all ; 

Let  thine  arm  be  now  revealed, 
Stay,  O  ftay  me,  left  I  fall! 

9  In  the  world  of  endlefs  ruin, 
Let  it  never,  Lord,  be  faid, 

"  Here's  a  foul  that  perifh'd  fuing 

"  For  the  boafted  Saviour's  aid!" 
io  Sav'd — the  deed  fhall  fpread  new  glory 

Thro'  the  mining  realms  above ; 

Angels  fing  the  pleafing  ftory, 

All  enraptur'd  with  thy  love ! 

CCXCVI.     7s.     Stoel  Tune. 
Longing  for  an  intereji  in  the  Redeemer ;  or,  ven- 
turing on  the  Mercy  of  Go  D  in  Christ. 
I    S~v  RACIOUS  Lord,  incline  thine  ear. 

VJF  My  requefts  vouchfafe  to  hear  ; 

Hear  my  never  ceaflng  cry, 

Give  me  Cbrijl,  or  elfe  I  die. 
a  Wealth  and  honour  I  difdain, 

Earthly  comforts,  Lord,  are  vain  ; 

Thefe  can  never  fatisfy, 

Give  me  ChriJ,  or  elfe  I  die. 

3  Lord,  deny  me  what  thou  wilt, 
Only  eafe  me  from  my  guilt ; 
Suppliant  at  thy  feet  I   ie, 
Give  me  Chrift,  or  elfe  I  die. 

4  All  unholy  and  unclean, 

I  am  nothing  elfe  but  Hn  ; 
On  thy  mercy  I  rely, 
Give  me  Chrijl,  or  tlfe  I  die. 
j   7  hou  doft  freely  fave  the  loft, 
In  thy  grace  a-one  I  truft  ; 
L  2 


29r,  298.    THE   CHRISTIAN. 
With  my  earneft  fuit  comp'y, 
Give  me  'Cbrifis  or  eifc  I  die. 

6  Thou  daft  promife  to  forgive 
All  who  in  thy  Son  believe  ; 
Lord,  I  know  thou  canft  not  lie, 
Give  me  Chrift,  or  eife  I  die. 

7  Father,  doft  thou  feem  to  frown  ? 
Let  me  fli-.-lter  in  thy  Son  ; 
Jefus,  to  thine  arms  I  fly, 
Corns  ar.d  fave  me,  or  I  die, 

CCXCVII.     L.  M.     Ds.DoDDRircc. 
ChpofiKg  the  Better  Party  Luke  X.  4  2- 

1  "DEShT  with  fnares  on  every  hand, 
SJ    In  life's  uncertain  path  I  ftand  : 
Saviour  divine,  diffnlc  thy  iiphr. 

To  guide  my  doubtful  footfteps  right. 

2  Engage  this  roving  treach'rous  hcarc 
To  fix  on  Mary's  better  part ; 

To  fcorn  the  trifles  of  a  day 

For  joy?  that  none  can  take  away. 

3  Then  let  the  wi  deft  ftorms  arife  ; 
Let  tempefts  mingle  earth  and  ikies; 
No  fatal  fnipwreck  fhall  I  fear, 

But  ail  my  treafures  with  me  bear. 

4  If  thou,  my  fefus,  ftill  be  nigh, 
Cheerful  I  live,  and  joyful  die; 
Secure  when  mortal  comforts  flee, 
To  find  ten  thoufand  worlds  in  thee. 

CCXCVIU      S.  M.     Dr.Doddridge. 

Devoting  hhnf elf  to  God,  Rom.  xii.   I. 
I  A   ND  will  the  eternal  King 

±~\    So  mt-r-n  a  gift  rewaivi  ? 
That  offering,  Lore/,  with  )&y  we  bring, 

Which  thine  own  hand  prepar'd. 
1        We  own  thy  various  r  sim, 

And  to  time  altar  move; 
TJle  willing  Ti<SKrtW  of  tl.v  -rrnce, 

And  bound  with  cords  of  love. 


THE  CHRISTIAV.     ^99,  300. 

3       Defccnd,  celeftial  fire, 
The  facrifice  inflame ; 
So  fh.au1  a  grateful  odour  rife 

Thro'  our  Redeemer's  name, 
CCXCIX.     L.  M     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 
Our  Bedies  the  Temples  of  the  Holy  Gho/l^ 
I  Cor.  vi   19.  1  John  v.  21. 
I      A  ND  will  th'  offended  God  again, 
J~.».  Return  and  dwell  with  finful  men  ? 
Will  he  within  this  bofom  raife 
A  living  temple  to  his  praife  ? 
2,  The  joyful  news  tranfports  my  breaft, 
All  hail !  I  cry,  thou  heavenly  gueft ! 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  powers  within,    . 
And  let  the  King  of  glory  in. 

3  Enter  with  all  thy  heavenly  train, 
Here  live,  and  here  for  ever  reign : 
Thy  fceptre  o'er  my  paflions  fway, 
Let  love  command,  and  IU  obey. 

4  Reafon  and  confeience  fhall  fubmit 
And  pay  their  homage  at  thy  feet : 
To  thee  I'll  confecrate  my  heart, 
And  bid  each  rival  thence  depart. 

j:  No  idol-god  fhall  hold  a  place 
Within  this  temple  of  thy  grace : 
Dagon  before  the  ark  fhall  fall, 
And  vengeance  feize  the  priefl  of  Baal. 
CCC.     8.  8.  6.     Chatham  Tune.  J.  C.  W. 
The  fpiritual  Pilgrim. 
1   TTOW  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot, 

JlJL  How  free  from  anxious  care  and  thought, 

From  worldly  hope  and  fear ! 
Confin'd  to  x  either  court  nor  cell, 
His  foul  difdains  on  earth  to  dwell, 
He  only  fojourns  here, 
a  His  happinefs  in  parr  is  mine, 
Already  fav'd  from  felf-defign, 
From  every  creature-love ! 


301.  THE  CTIRISTTA.V. 

E  efs'd  with  the  fcorn  of  finite  good, 
My  foul  is  lightened  of  its  load, 
And  feeks  the  thing?  above. 

3  The  things  eternal  I  puifue, 
And  happinefs  beyond  the  view 

Of  thefe  who  bafely  pant 
For  things  by  nature  felt  and  feen  : 
1  heir  honours,  wealth  and  pleafure  mean, 

I  neither  have  nor  want. 

4  Nothing  on  earth  1  call  my  own, 
A  Granger  to  the  world  unknown, 

I  all  their  goods  defpife  ; 
I  trample  on  thdr  whole  delight, 
And  feek  a  country  out  of  fight, 

A  county  in  the  fkies. 

5  There  is  my  houfe  and  portion  fair, 
My  treafure  and  my  heart  are  there, 

And  my  abiding  home  : 
For  me  my  elder  brethren  ftay, 
And  angels  beckon  me  away; 

And  Jefus  bids  me  come. 

6  %I  come,  thy  fervant,  Lard,  replies, 

1  come  to  meet  thee  in  the  fkies, 
And  chum  my  heavenly  reft : 
Now  let  the  pi  grim's  journey  end, 
N<'V',  O  my  Saviour,  brother,  friend, 
Receive  me  to  thy  breaft ! 

CCCI.      7.  6.     Tar! ford  Tune. 
The  Pilgrims  Song. 

1  Y~y  1SE.  my  foul,and  (hetch    by  wings 
I  V   "1  by  better  port-ion  trace  ; 

Rift,  from  tranfrory  'hin<rS, 

1 'wards  heaven  thy  native  place. 

Sun.  and  moon,  and  ttars  decay, 

'"  ime  fhali  funn,  this  earth  remove  ; 

P.ife,  my  foul,  and  hn1>e  away, 

To  feats  prepar'd  above. 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  rim, 

Nor  ftay  in  all  their  ccurfe  ; 


THE  CHRISTIAN.    302,  303. 

Fire  attending  feeks  the  fun, 

Both  fpeed  them  to  their  fource : 
Thus  a  foul  new  born  of  God 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face, 
Upwards  tends  to  his  abode, 
To  reft  in  his  embrace. 
3  Ceafe,  ye  pilgrims,  ceafe  to  mourn ; 

Prefs  onward  to  the  prize; 
Soon  the  Saviour  will  return 

Triumphant  in  the  Ikies  : 
Yet  a  feafon,  and  you  know 

Happy  entrance  will  be  given, 
All  your  forrows  left  below, 
And  earth  exchang'd  for  heaven. 

CCCII.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
Running  the  Chr'iftian  Race,  Phil,  in-  12 — 14. 
I      \    WAKE,  my  foul,  ftretch  every  nerve, 
xjL   And  prefs  with  vigor  on  ; 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 

And  an  immortal  crown. 
a,  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice, 

That  cal  s  thee  from  on  high  : 
'Tis  his  own  hand  prefents  the  prize 

To  thine  afpiring  eye. 

3  A  cloud  of  witneffes  around 

Ho.d  thee  in  full  furvey  ; 
Forget  the  fteps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  the  way. 

4  BlefsM  Saviour,  introduc'd  by  thee, 

Have  we  our  race  begun  ; 
And  crown'd  with  victory,  at  thy  feet 
We  lay  our  laurels  down- 
CCCIII.     L.  M.     Coombs's  Tune. 
Dr.  S.  Stentnett. 
The  Cbrijlian  Warfare,  Eph   vi.  13-^17. 
I    \/F  Y  captain  founds  the  alarm  .:f  war, 
Jl\  JL  "Awake  !  the  powers  of  hell  are  near 
L  o 


304.  THE  CHRISTIAN. 

"  To  arms  !  to  arms  !"  I  hear  him  cry, 
"  'Tis  yours  to  conquer  or  to  die," 

1  Rous'd  by  the  animating  found, 
I  caft.  my  eager  eyes  around ; 
Make  hafte  to  gird  my  armour  on, 
And  bid  each  trembling  fear  be  gone. 

3  Hope  is  my  helmet,  faith  my  fhield, 
Thy  word,  my  God,  the  fword  I  wield  : 
With  facred  truth  my  loins  are  girt, 
And  holy  zeal  infpires  my  heart. 

4  Thus  arm'd  I  venture  on  my  fight, 
Refolv'd  to  put  my  foes  to  flight ; 
While  Jefus  kind.y  deigns  to  fpread 
His  conqu'ring  banner  o'er  my  head. 

5  In  him  I  hope,  in  him  I  truft*; 
His  bleeding  crofs  is  all  my  boaft  : 
Thro'  troops  of  foes  he'll  lead  me  on 
To  vict'ry,  and  the  victor's  crown. 

CCCIV.     148th.     Toplady's  Collection. 
The  Chrijlians  Spiritual  voyage. 
ESUS,  at  thy  command, 
I  launch  into  the  deep; 

And  leave  my  native  land, 

Where  fin  lulls  all  afleep  : 
For  thee  I  would  the  world  refign, 
And  fail  to  heaven  with  thee  and  thine. 

Thou  art  my  pilot  wife  : 

My  compafs  is  thy  word  : 

My  foul  each  ftorm  defies, 

While  I  have  fuch  a  Lord! 
I  truft  thy  faithfulnefs  and  power 
To  fave  me  in  the  trying  hour. 

Tho'  rocks  and  quickfands  deep 

Thro'  all  my  paffage  lie ; 

"Vet  Chrijl  will  fafely  keep, 

And  guide  me  with  his  eye; 
My  anchor  hope  fhall  firm  abide, 
And  I  each  boifterous  ftorm  outride. 


J 


THE  CHRISTIAN.  305. 

4  By  faith  I  fee  the  land, 
The  port  of  endlefs  reft : 
My  foul  thy  fa:ls  expand, 
And  fly  to  J  efts*  breaft  ! 

O  may  I  reach  the  heavenly  fhore, 
Where  winds  and  waves  diftrcfs  no  more  ! 

5  Whene'er  becalm'd  I  lie, 
And  ftorms  forbear  to  tofs  ; 
Be  thou,  dear  Lord,  ftill  nigh, 
Left  I  fhould  fuffer  loifs  : 

For  more  the  treacherous  calm  I  dread, 
Than  tempefts  burfting  o'er  my  head. 

6  Come  Holy  Gbojl,  and  blow 
A  profperous  gale  of  grace, 
Waft,  me  from  all  below, 

To  heaven,  my  deftin'd  place  ! 
Then,  in  full  fail,  my  port  I'll  find, 
And  leave  the  world  and  fin  behind, 
CCCV.     7s.     Hotham  Tune. 
Tempted — but fiying  to  Christ  the  Refuge. 

1  TESUS,  lover  of  my  foul, 
J    Let  me  to  thy  bofom  fly, 
While  the  raging  billows  roll, 

While  the  tempeft  ftill  is  high  ! 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 

Till  the  ftorm  of  life  is  paft; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide  ; 

O  receive  my  foul  at   aft. 

2  Other  refuge,  have  1  none, 

Hangs  my  helplefs  foul  on  thee  ; 
Leave,  ah  !  leave  me  not  alone, 

Still  fupport  and  comfort  me  : 
All  my  truft  on  thee  is  ftay'd, 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring; 
Cover  my  dcfencelefs  head 

With  the  fhidow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  O  Cbriji,  art  all  I  want ; 

A-l  in  All  in  thee  I  find  : 


306,  307.       THE  CHRISTIAN. 
Raife  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

Heal  the  fick,  and  lead  the  blind: 
Juft  and  holy  is  thy  name, 
I  am  all  unrighteoufnefs, 
Vile  and  full  of  fin  I  am, 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 
4  Fienteous  grace  with  thee  is  found, 
Grace  to  pardon  ail  my  fin  ; 
Let  the  healing  ftreams  abound  ; 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within, 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art, 
Freely  let  me  take  of  thee  ; 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart, 
Rife  to  all  eternity. 
CCCVI.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
T£<?  Cbr'ijlians  Temptations  mederated,  a  Proof  of 
God's  Fidelity  I  Cor.  x.  13. 

1  VT  OW  let  the  feeble  all  be  ftrong, 

IN     And  make  Jehovah's  arm  their  fong; 
His  fhield  is  fpread  o'er  every  faint, 
And  thus  fupported,  who  flial:  faint  ? 
2,    What  tho'  the  hofls  of  hell  engage 
"With  mingled  crue  ty  and  rage  ! 
A  faithful  God  reftrains  their  hands, 
And  chains  them  down  in  iron  bands. 

3  Bound  by  his  word,  be  wi.l  difpiay 
A  ftrength  proportion'd  to  our  day  ; 
And,  when  united  trials  meet, 
Will  fhew  a  path  of  fafe  retreat. 

4  Thus  far  we  prove  that  promife  good, 
Which  Jefus  ratified  with  blood; 
Still  is  he  gracious,  wife,  and  juft, 
And  full  in  him  let  Ifrael  truft. 

CCCV1I.  JL.  M.  Chard  Tunc.  D».  Stcnnett. 
The  Minijlry  of  Angels. 

2  •*>!  REAT  God,  what  hoils  cf  angels  ftand, 
VJ  In  mining  ranks  at  thy  right  hand, 
Array'd  in  robei  of  dazzling  light, 

With  pinium  firttchfdfor  diftant  flight! 


THE    CHRISTIAN  308. 

%  Immortal  fires  !  feraphic  flames  ' 

Who  can  recount  their  various  Barnes  ? 
In  ftrength  and  beauty  they  excel, 
For  near  the  throne  of  God  they  dwell. 

3  How  eagerly  they  rrifti  to  know 
The  duties  he  would  have  them  do  ! 
What  joy  their  active  fpirits  feel 
To  execute  their  fo vereio;n'i  wi     ! 

4  Hither,  at  his  command  they  fly, 
To  guard  the  bods  on  which  we  ie  ; 
To  fhie  d  our  perfons,  night  and  day  : 
•And  fcatter  all  our  fears  away. 

5  [   ighail  the  hoftile  Syrian  band 
Around  the  help  efs  prophet  iland, 
While  mighty  Gabriel  downward  flies, 
And  with  his  chariots  fi  Is  the  fides 

6  Herod  attempts  but  all  in  vain, 
To  bind  a  Peter  with  his  chain  : 
At  one  foft  word  an  ange    fpealrs. 
The  maffy  chain  affuruler  breaks.] 

7  Send,  O  my  God,  fome  angel  down, 
(  -  ho'    o  n  mortal  eye  unknown  J 

To  guide  and  gin-:rd  my  doubtiul  way 
Up  to  the  realms  of  end  ef-:  day. 

CCCVII1.  C.  M.  Charmouth  Tune.  Steele 
W  a  u;  NG  in  Darkncfty  a.dii  UJLing  hi  God, 
liaiahl   to. 
I    YTEAR,  gracious  God,  my  humble  moan, 
JL-X  To  thee  [  breathe  my  lighs, 
When  wi:l  the  mournful  night  be  gone  ? 
And  when  my  joys  ari.e  ? 
3.  My  God — O  cou  d  I  make  the  claim — 
My  Father  ao-.l  my  friend — 
And  ca     thee  mine  by  every  name, 
Oji  which  thy  Saints  depend' 
3   By  every  name  of  power  and  love, 
1  wc'ina    hy  grace  imteat^ 


.09.  THE  CHRISTIAN. 

Nor  fhould  my  humble  hopes  remove, 
Nor  leave  thy  facred  feat. 
(.  Yet  though  my  foul  in  darknefs  mourns 
1  hy  word  is  all  my  flay  ; 
Here  I  would  reft  til   light  returns, 
Thy  prefence  makes  my  day. 
;   Speak,  Lord,  and  bid  celeftial  peace 
Relieve  my  aching  heart ; 
O  fmile,  and  bid  my  forrows  ceafe, 
And  a  1  the  gloom  depart. 
6  Then  fhall  my  drooping  fpirit  rife, 
And  blefs  thy  hea  ing  rays, 
And  change  thefe  d?ep  complaining  fighs, 
For  fongs  of  facred  praife- 

CCCIX.     S.  M.     Stoke  Tune. 
Complaining — The  Good  that  livould,  I  do  not, 
Rom.  vii.  19. 
I     T  WOULD,  but  cannet  fmg, 
X   I  would,  but  cannot  pray  ; 
For  fatan  meets  me  when  I  try, 
And  frights  my  fou1  away. 
1       I  would,  but  can't  repent, 
Tho'  1  endeavour  oft  ; 
This  ftony  heart  can  ne'er  re'ent 
Till  Jefus  makes  it  foft. 

3  I  would,  but  cannot  love, 
Tho'  woo'd  by  love  divine  ; 

No  arguments  have  pow'r  to  move 
A  foul  fo  bafe  as  mine. 

4  I  would,  but  cannot  reft 
In  God's  mod  holy  will; 

I  know  what  he  appoints  is  btft. 
Yet  murmur  at  it  ftill. 

5  O  could  I  but  believe, 
Then  all  would  cafy  be ; 

I  would,  but  cannot — Lord,  relieve  ; 
My  help  muft  come  from  thee  .' 

6  But  if  indeed  I  would, 
Tho'  I  can  nothing  do; 


THE  CHRISTIAN        310,  311. 

Yet  the  defire  is  fomething  good, 
For  which  my  praife  is  due, 

7  By  nature  prone  to  ill, 
TiJ  thine  appointed  hour, 

I  was  as  ciftitute  of  will, 
As  now  I  am  of  power. 

8  Wilt  thou  not  crown  at  length, 
The  work  thou  haft  begun  ? 

And  with  a  will,  afford  me  ftrength, 
In  all  thy  ways  to  run, 

CCCX.     L.  M.     Beddome. 
Complaining  of  Incoujiancy 
I   rT~!HE  wandering  ftar,  and  fleeting  wind 
JL     Both  reprefent  th'  unftable  mind  : 
The  morning  cloud  a:«id  early  dew 
Bring  our  inconftancy  to  view. 
1  But  cloud,  and  wind,  and  dew,  and  ftar, 
Faint  and  imperfect  emblems  are ; 
Nor  can  there  aught  in  nature  be 
So  ficke  and  fo  falfe  as  we. 

3  Our  outward  walk,  and  inward  frame, 
Scarce  thro'  a  fingle  hour  the  fame  ; 
We  vow,  an&ftraight  our  vows  forget, 
And  then  thefe  very  vows  repeat. 

4  We  fin  forfake,  to  fin  return. 

Are  hot,  are  cold,  now  freeze,  now  burn  ; 
In  deep  diftrefs>  then  raptures  feci, 
We  foar  to  heaven,  then  fink  to  hell. 

5  With  flowing  tears  Lord,  we  confcis 
Our  folly  and  unftediaftnefs  ; 

When  fnaii  thcfe  hearts  more  fixed  be, 
Fix'd  by  thy  grace,  and  fix'd  for  thee  ? 
CCCXI.     L.  M.     Dr.S.S;enn£tt, 
Pr'ule  lamented. 
I    /^\FT  have  1  turn'd  my  eye  within, 
KJr    And  brought  to  light  fome  latent  fin 
But  pride,  the  vice  I  moft  deteft, 
Still  lurks  fecurely  in  my  breaft. 


312.  thf  christian; 

%  Here  with  a  thoufand  arts  f!ie  tries 
To  drefs  me  in  a  fair  difguife, 
To  make  a  guilty  wretched  worm 
Put  on  an  angei's  brighteft  form. 

3  She  hides  my  follies  from  mine  eyes, 
And  lifts  my  virtues  to  the  flues  ; 
And  while  thefpecious  ta  es  fhe  tells, 
Her  own  deformity  conceals. 

4  Rend,  O  my  God,  the  veil  away, 
Bring  forth  the  monfter  to  the  day  ; 
Expofe  her  hideous  form  to  view, 
And  all  her  reltlefs  power  fubdue. 

£  So  fnail  humility  divine 

f:  gain  polTefs  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
And  form  a  temp.e  for  my  God, 
Which  he  will  make  hi*  lov'd  abode. 
CCCXII.     C.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 
Pleading  ivhh  God  under  offASiion 
i   "TT7HY  ihould  a  living  man  complain 
W     Of  deep  diftrefs  within, 
Since  every  figh  a^d  every  pain 
I5  but  the  frir.t  of  fin  ? 
a   No,  Lord,Y\\  patiently i'ubmit, 
Nor  ever  dare  rtbel ; 
Yet  fure  I  may,  here  at  thy  feet, 
My  painful  feelings  tell. 

3  Thou  feeft  what  floods  of  lorrow  rife, 

And  beat  urcn  mv  foul : 

One  trouble  to  another  cries, 

Billows  on  billows  roll. 

4  From  fear  to  hope,  and  hope  to  fear 

My  Ihipwreck'd  fou:  is  tofl ; 
Till  I  am  tempted  in  defpair 
1  o  give  up  all  for  loft. 

5  Yet  thro'  the  ftormy  c  oud's  I'il'ook 

Once  more  to  thee,  my  God  i 
O  fix  my  feet  upon  a  rock, 
Beyond  the  gaping  flood. 


THE    Cr-TFvTSTIAV.  313> 

6  One  look  of  mercy  from  thy  face, 
Will  fct  my  heart  at  cafe  : 
One  all-comm?.nding  word  of  grace 
Will  make  the  tempeft  ceafe. 
CCCXIII.     7.  6,   8.     Clark's  Time. 
Backfliding    and    returning ;     or,     the    Badjlile/s 

Prayer. 
I        TESUS,  let  thy  pitying  eye 

J    Ca'l  back  a  wandering  fheep ; 
Fa'fe  to  thee,  like  Peter    I 

Would  fain  like  Peter  weep  ; 
Let  me  be  by  grace  reftor'd, 
On  me  be  all  its  freenefs  fhewn  ; 
Turn  and  look  upon  me  Lord, 
And  break  my  heart  of  llone. 
1       Saviour,  Prince,  enthron'd  above, 
Repentance  to  impart, 
Give  me  thro'  thy  dying  love, . 

The  humble  contrite  heart  ; 
Give.,  what  I  have  long  implor'd, 
A  portion  of  thy  love  unknown  ; 
Turn  and  '00k  upon  me  Lord, 
/vnd  break  my  heart  of  ilone. 

3  See  me   Saviour,  from  abov^, 

Nor  f^ffer  me  to  die  ; 
Life,  and  happinefs,  and  love, 

Smile  in  thy  gracious  eye  : 
Speak  the  reconciling  word, 
And  iet  thy  mercy  melt  me  down; 
Tur-n  and  look  upon  me  Lord, 

And  break  my  heurt  of  {tone; 

4  Look,  as  when  thy  pitying  eye 

Wasclos'd  that  we  might  live  ; 
"  Father  (at  the  point  to  die, 

.My  Saviour  gafp'd)  forgive  !" 
Surely  with  th^t  dying  word, 
Hi  turns,  and  'ooks,  and  cries,  "  'Tis  eloce  V* 
b  my  loving,  bleeding-  Lord, 
i  his  breaks  my  heart  of  flone, 


51-1,    315.    THE   CHRISTIAN. 

CCCX1V.     C.  M.     Fawcett. 
Peter's  Fall  and  Recovery,  Luke  xxii.  54 — 62, 

HOW  did  the  powers  of  darknefs  rage 
Againft  the  Son  of  God! 
While  cruel  men  on  earth  engage 
To  filed  his  precious  blood. 
l  Ris  friends  fori'ook  him  with  furprife, 
When  that  dread  fcene  begun  j 
And  one  perfidioufly  denies 
He  ever  knew  the  man. 

3  How  feeble  human  efforts  prove 

Againft  temptation's  power  ! 
E'en  Peter's  flaming  zeal  and  love 
Are  vanquifh'd  in  an  hour. 

4  His  firmeft  purpofe  will  not  ftand ; 

Behold  his  guilt  and  fhanie  ! 
Lord,  keep  me  by  thy  mighty  hand, 
Or  I  fhail  do  the  fame. 

5  At  length  the  fuffering  Saviour  turns, 

And  looks  with  pitying  eyes! 
Peter  relents,  withdraws  and  mourns, 
And  loud  for  mercy  cries. 

6  So  boundiefs  is  Jehovah's  grace, 

He  hears  the  humble  prayer  ; 
If  I  am  found  in  Peter's  cafe, 
I  would  not  flill  defpair. 

7  Look  on  me,  Lord,  with  eyes  of  lave, 

My  wandering  foul  reftore  ; 
My  gui  t  forgive,  my  fears  remove, 
And  let  me  fin  no  more. 

CCCXV,     C.  M.     Newton. 
0  tint  Iivere  as  in  Months  fajl  !  Job  XXIX.  %. 
I    Q  WEET  was  the  time  when  firfl  I  felt 
O  The  Saviour's  pardoning  blood 
Apply'd,  to  cleanfe  my  foul  from  guilt, 
And  bring  me  home  to  Cad. 


THE    CHRISTIAN.  3 

l  Soon  as  the  mcrn  the  light  reveal'd, 
His  praifes  tun'd  my  tongue  ; 
And  when  the  evening  fhadcs  prevail'd, 
His  love  was  all  my  fang. 

3  In  vain  the  tempter  fpreads  his  wiles, 

The  world  ho  more  cou  d  charm ; 
I  liv'd  upon  my  Saviour's  fmiles, 
And  lean'd  upon  his  arm. 

4  In  prayer  my  foul  drew  near  the  Lord, 

And  faw  his  glory  fhine; 
And  when  I  read  his  holy  word, 
I  call'd  each  promife  mine. 

5  Then  to  his  faititr-  I  often  fpoke, 

Of  what  his  love  had  done, 
But  now  my  heart  is  almoft  broke, 
For  all  my  joys  are  gone. 

6  Now  when  the  evening  fliade  prevails, 

My  foul  in  darknefs  mourns  ; 
And  when  the  morn  the  light  reveals, 
No  light  to  me  returns. 

7  My  prayers  are  now  a  chattering  noife, 

For  Jefus,  hides  his  face  ; 
I  read,  the  promife  meets  my  eyes, 
But  will  not  reach  my  cafe. 

8  Now  fatan  threatens  to  prevail, 

And  make  my  foul  his  prey ; 
Yet,  Lord,  thy  mercies  cannot  far, 
O  come  without  delay. 

CCCXVI.     C.   M.     Steele. 
1 'rouble d  hut  making  GoDa  Refuge. 
I    T^SEAR  Refuge  of  my  weary  foui, 
-L'    On  thee,  when  forrows  rile, 
On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 
My  fainting  hope  relies 
7,  To  thee  I  teii  e:\ch  rifmg  £tief, 
For  thou  aione  caml  heal, 
Thy  word  can  bring  a  fweet  relief 
For  every  pain  I  feel. 


317.  THE    CHRISTIAN. 

3  But  ©  !  when  gloomy  doubts  prevail, 

I  fear  to  call  thee  mine; 
The  fprings  of  comfort  feem  to  fail, 
And  ail  my  hopes  decline. 

4  Yet,  gracious  God,  where  fhall  I  flee  ? 

Thou  art  my  only  truft  ; 
And  ftil!  my  fou'  wou  d  cleave  to  thee, 
Tho'  proftrate  in  the  duft. 

5  Haft  thou  not  bid  me  feek  thy  face  ? 

And  fhall  I  feek  in  vain  ? 
And  can  the  ear  of  fovereign  grace 
Be  deaf  when  I  complain  ? 

6  No,  ilill  the  ear  of  fovereign  grace 

Attends  the  mourner's  prayer; 
O  may  I  ever  find  accefs 

To  breathe  my  forrows  there  ! 

7  Thy  mercy-feat  is  open  ftill ; 

Here  let  my  foul  retreat ; 
With  humble  hope  attend  thy  will, 

And  wait  beneath  thy  feet. 
CCCXVII.     C   M.     Dr.  Doddrtdge. 
Perjectttion  to  be  expecled  by  every  true  Cbrijiian, 

a  Tim.  lii.  12. 
I    S~^  REAT  Leader  of  thine  Ifrael's  hoft, 
\JJ   We  fhout  thy  conquering  name; 
Legions  of  foes  befet  thee  round, 
And  legions  fled  with  fhame. 
%  A  victory  glorious  and  complete 
Thou  by  thy  death  didft  gain  ; 
So  in  thy  caufe  may  we  contend, 
And  death  itfe  f  fuftain  ! 

3  By  our  illuftrious  General  fir'd, 

Wc  bo  extremes  would  fear; 
Prepar'd  to  fbugg'e  and  to  bleed, 
If  thou,  our  LorJ,  be  near. 

4  We'l  trace  the  footffeps  thou  haft  draw* 

To  triumph  and  renown  : 
Nor  fliun  tby  combat  ;md  thy  crofa, 
May  we  but  fhare  thy  tiown. 


th^:   christian.     318,  31< 

CCCVIII       8.    7.   4.      F\WCETT. 
Ca/?  doivn-  yet  hoping  in  God    Pialm  xliii.  5. 
I    /^\   MY  foul  what  means  this  fadnefs  ? 
\J  Wherefore  art  thou  thus  caft  down  ? 
Let  thy  griefs  be  turn'd  to  gladnefs, 

Bid  thy  reftlefs  fears  be  gone  : 
Look  to  Jefas, 
And  rejoice  in  his  dear  name 
a  What  tho'  fatan's  ftrong  temptations 
Vex  and  teaze  thee,  day  by  day  ? 
And  thy  finful  inclinations 

Often  -fi.l  thee  with  difmay  ? 
Thou  fhalt  conquer, 
1  hro'  the  Lamb's  redeeming  blood. 

3  Tho'  ten  thoufand  ills  befet  thee 

From  without,  and  from  within  ; 
Jcfus  faith,  he'li  ne'er  forget  thee, 

But  will  fave  from  hell  and  fin : 
He  is  faithful, 
To  perform  his  gracious  word. 

4  Tho'  diftreifes  now  attend  thee, 

And  thou  tread'ft  the  thorny  road  ; 
His  right  hand  fliall  it  ill  defend  thee, 

Soon  he'll  bring  thee  home  to  God j 
i  herefore  priufe  bin*, 
Praife  the  great  Redeemer's  name. 

5  O  that  I  eould  now  adore  him, 

Like  the  heavenly  holt  above, 
Who  for  ever  bow  before  him, 

.^nd  unccufing  fmg  his  love  ! 
Happy  fongfters ! 
When  ihab  I  your  chorus  join  ? 

CCCX1X      C   M. 
The  Requcft.' 
I   T7ATHER,whate'cr  of  earthly  b.ifs 
X      Thy  foverdgn  wi  1  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 
La  chis  petition  rife; 


3  20,  321       THE    CHRISTIAN. 

2  "  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

"  From  every  murmur  free  : 
"  The  bieiTnigs  of  thy  grace  impart, 
"  And  make  mc  live  to  thee. 

3  "  Let  the  fweet  hope  that  thou  art  mine, 

"  My  life  and  death  attend; 
"  Thy  prefence  thro'  my  journey  fhine, 
"  And  crown  my  journey's  end." 
CCCXX.      C.  M.     Steele. 
Wdtchfulnefs  and  Prayer,  Matt.  xxvi.  41. 
I      A   L  A.S,  what  hourly  dangers  rife  ! 
A  X.  What  fhares  befet  my  wav  ! 
'1  o  heaven  O    et  me  lift  my  eyes, 
And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 
2,  How  oft  my  mournful  thoughts  complain, 
And  melt  in  flowing  tears  ! 
My  weak  refiftance,  ah,  how  vain  ! 
How  (hong  my  foes  and  fears  ! 

3  O  gracious  God,  in  whom  I  live, 

My  feeble  efforts  aid  ; 
Help  me  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  ltrive, 
Tho'  trembling  and  afraid. 

4  Increafe  my  faith,  increafe  my  hope, 

When  foes  and  fears  prevail; 
And  bear  my  fainting  fpirit  up, 
Or  foon  my  ftrength  will  fail. 

5  Whene'er  temptations  fright  my  heart, 

Or  lure  my  feet  afide, 
My  Cod,  thy  powerful  aid  impart, 
Mr  guardian  and  my  guide. 

6  O  keep  me  in  thy  heavenly  way 

And  bid  the  tempter  flee ; 

And  let  me  never,  never  ftray 

From  happinefs  and  thee. 

CCCXXI.     L.  M.     Newton. 
Prayer  anfivercd  by  Crojfts. 
1    T  ASK  D  the  Lord,  that  I  might  grow 
X  In  faith,  and  love,  and  every  grace  ; 


THE    CHRISTIAN.  322 

Might  more  of  his  falvation  know, 
And  feek,  more  eameft'y,  his  face. 
'Twas  he,  who  taught  me  thus  to  pray, 
And  he,  I  truft,  has  anfwer'd  prayer  ; 
But  it  has  been  in  fuch  a  way, 
As  almoft  drove  me  to  defpair. 
I  hop'd  that  in  fome  favor'd  hour, 
At  once  he'd  anfwer  my  requeft; 
And  by  his  love's  conftraining  power, 
Subdue  my  fins:  and  give  me  reft. 
Inftead  of  this,  he  made  me  feel 
The  hidden  evils  of  my  heart, 
And  let  the  angry  powers  of  hell 
Affault  my  foul  in  every  part. 
Yea,  more,  with  his  own  hand  he  feem'd, 
Intent  to  aggr.-.vace  my  woe  ; 
Crofs'd  all  the  fair  defigns  1  fchem'd, 
Blafted  my  gourds,  and  laid  me  low. 
"  Lord,  why  is  this  ?"  I  trembling  cry'd, 
"  Wilt  thou  purfuethy  worm  to  death  ?" 
"  'Tis  in  this  way,"  the  Lord reply'd, 
"  I  anfwer  prayer  for  grace  and  faith : 
"  Thefe  inward  trials  I  employ, 
"  From  felf,  and  pride,  to  fet  thee  free  ; 
"     '  nd  break  thy  ichemes  of  earthly  joy, 
"  That  thou  may'ft  feek  thy  all  in  me." 
CCCXXII.     L.  M.    Dr.  Doddridge. 
Graving  in  Grace,  1  Pet.  hi.  l8. 

PRAISE  to  thy  name,  eternal  God, 
For  all  the  grace  thou  fhed'ft  abroad ; 
For  all  thy  influence  from  above, 
To  warm  our  fouls  with  facred  love  : 

t  Blefs'd  be  thy  hand  which  from  the  fkies 
Brought  down  this  plant  of  paradife ; 
And  gave  its  heavenly  beauties  birth 
To  deck  this  wildernefs  of  earth. 

>  But  why  does  that  celeftia.  flower  ? 
Open  and  thrive  and  fhine  no  more  ? 


323.  the   christian:. 

Where  are  its  balmy  odors  fled  ? 

And  why  reclines  its  beauteous  head  ? 
4  Too  plain,  alas  !  the  anguor  fhews 

Th'  unkindly  foil  in  which  it  grows; 

Where  the  black  froft  and  beating  ftorm 

Wither  and  rend  its  tender  form. 
j   Unchanging  Sun,  thy  beams  difplay, 

To  drive  the  frofc  and  ftorms  away  ; 

Make  all  thy  potent  virtues  known 

To  cheer  a  plant  fo  much  thy  own. 
6  And  thou,  bleft  Spirit,  deign  to  blow  ; 

Frefh  gales  of  heaven  on  fhrubs  below  ; 

So  fh:iil  they  grow,  and  breathe  abroad 

A  fragrance  grateful  to  our  God, 

CCCXXIII.     L.  M.     G . 

Rifing  to  God. 
i    VOW  :et  our  fouls,  on  wings  fublime, 
>  %    Rife  from  the  vanities  of  time  ; 
Draw  back  the  parting  veil,  and  fee 
he  glories  of  eternity, 
3,  Born  by  a  new  celeftial  birth, 

Why  fhou  d  we  grovel  here  on  earth  ? 
Why  grafp  at  tranfitory  toys, 
So  ne^r  to  heaven's  eternal  joys  ? 

3  Shal.  aught  beguile  us  on  the  road, 
When  we  are  walking  back  to  God? 
For  Itr2rgers  into  life  we  come, 
And  dying  is  but  going  home. 

4  Welcome,  fweet  hour  of  full  difcharge, 
That  fets  our  longing  fouls  at  large; 
Unbinds  our  chains,  breaks  up  our  cell, 
.  nd  gives  us  with  our  God  to  dwell. 

5  To  dwe  1  with  God  to  feel  his  love 
Is  the  full  heaven  enjoy'd  above ; 
And  the  fweet  expectation  now 

Is  the  young  dawn  of  heaven  below. 


THE   CHRISTIAN*.    32-1,  325. 
CCCXXIV.     L.  M.     Fawgett. 
Remembering  all  the  Way  the  Lord  has  led  him, 
Deut.  viii    2. 
I   T^HUS  far  my  God  hath  led  me  on, 

X     And  made  his  trurh  and  mercy  known  ; 
My  hopes  and  fears  alternate  rife, 
And  comforts  mingle  with  my  fighs. 
ft   1  hro'  this  wide  wiidernefs  I  roam, 
Far  diftant  from  my  blifsful  home; 
Lord,  let  thy  prefence  be  my  ftay, 
And  guard  me  in  t»his  dangerous  way. 

3  Temptations  every  where  annoy, 

And  fins  and  fnares  my  peace  deilrcys; 
My  earthly  joys  are  from  me  torn, 
And  oft  an  abfent  God  I  mourn. 

4  My  foul,  with  various. tempefes  tofs'd, 
Her  hopes  o'erturn'd,  her  projects  crofs'd, 
Sees  every  day  new  ftraits  attend, 

And  wonders  where  the  fecne  will  end. 
K  Is  this,  dear  Lord,  that  thorny  road, 
Which  leads  us  to  the  mount  of  God? 
Are  thefe  the  toils  thy  people  know, 
While  in  the  wiidernefs  be  ow  ? 
6  'Tis  even  fo,  thy  faithful  love 

Doth  all  thy  chidren's  graces  prove ; 
'Tis  thus  our  pride  and  felf  muft  fall, 
That  Jefus,  may  be  all  in  all. 
CCCXXV.     S.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
Waiting  for  the  coming  of  his  Lord  ;  or,  the  acii-ve 
Ghriflian,  Luke  xii.  25 — 3§- 
E  fervants  of  the  Lord, 
Each  in  his  office  wait, 
Obfervant  of  his  heavenly  word, 
And  watchful  at  his  gate. 
Let  all  your  lamps  be  bright, 
And  trim  the  go' den  flame  ; 
Gird  up  your  !oins,  as  in  his  fight, 
For  awful  is  his  name. 


Y 


*A: 


326,  327.    THE  CHRISTIAN. 

3  Watch  'tis  your  Herd's  command; 
And  while  we  fpeak,  he's  near; 

Mark  the  firft  fignal  of  his  hand, 
And  ready  all  appear. 

4  O  happy  fervant  he 
In  fuch  a  pofture  found! 

He  fhall  his  Lord,  with  rapture  fee, 

And  he  with  honour  crown'd. 
j    Chrifl  {hall  the  banquet  fpread 

With  his  own  bounteous  hand, 
And  raife  that  favorite  fervant's  head 

Amidft  th'  angelic  band. 

CCCXXVI.     L.  M. 

Solicitious  ofjimjhing  his  Courfe  ivith  Joy, 
Acts  XX.  14- 

SSI  ST  us  Lord,  thy  name  to  praife 
For  the  rich  gofpel  of  thy  grace  ; 
And,  that  oDr  hearts  may  love  it  more, 
Teach  them  to  feel  its  vital  power, 
a  With  joy  may  we  our  courfe  purfne, 
And  keep  the  crown  of  life  in  view^ 
That  crown,  which  in  one  hour  repays 
The  labour  of  ten  thoufand  days. 

3  Shou'd  bonds  or  death  obftrutfr.  our  way, 
Unmov'd  their  terrors  we'll  furvey, 
And  the  laft  hour  improve  for  thee, 
The  laft  of  life,  or  liberty. 

4  Welcome  thofe  bonds  which  may  unite 
Our  fcu!s  to  their  fuprejne  delight ! 
Welcome  that  death,  whofe  painful  ftrife 
Bears  us  to  drift  our  better  life  ! 

CCCXXVII.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

The  believer  tommitting  his  departing  Spirit  to 

Jesus,  A  els  vii.  52. 

j    /^V  THOU,  that  haft  redemption  wrought 

V-/   Patron  of  louis  thy  b  cod  hath  brought 


THE   CHRISTIAN.  328. 

!To  thee  our  fpirit  we  commit, 
Mighty  to  refcue  from  the  pit. 
Mi   ions  of  blifsfui  fou  s  above, 
In  realms  of  purity  and  love, 
With  fongs  of  endlef*  praife  proclaim 
The  honours  of  thy  faithful   name. 
When  all  the  powers  of  nature  fai.'d, 
Thy  ever-conftant  care  prevaii'd  ; 
Courage  and  joy  thy  friendship  ipoTce, 
When  every  mortal  bond  was  broke. 
We  on  that  friendfhip,  Lord  repofe, 
The  healing  balm  of  all  qur  woes ; 
And  we,  when  finking  in  the  grave, 
Truft  thine  omnipotence  to  fave. 
O  may  our  fpirit  by  thy  hand 
Be  gathered  to  that  happy  band, 
Who  "midft  the  bleffings  of  rhy  reign, 
Lofe  a  1  remembrance  of  their  pain. 

>  In  raptures  there  divine  y  fweet 
Give  us  our  kindred-fouls  to  meet, 
.And  wait  with  them  that  brighter  day, 
Which  ail  thy  triumph  ihu'il  difp  ay  ! 
CCCXXVI1I.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
The  Chriftian  Warrior  anlm.-itt^l  and  croivned^ 
F.ev.  ii.  10. 

;    TTARK!   'tis  our  heavenly  Leader's  voiee 
X  JL   From  his  triumpkant  feat ; 
'Midi!  a!)  the  war's  tumultuous  noife, 
How  powerfu    and  how  fweet ! 

I  "  Fight  on,  my  faithful  band,"  he  eriss, 
"  Nor  fear  the  morta   blow  : 
"  Who  firft  in  fuch  a  warfare  dies, 
"  Shal    fpeedicft  victory  know. 

j  "  I  have  my  days  of  combat  known, 
"  And  in  the  dufc  was  laid ; 
"  But  thence  I  mounted  to  my  throng 
"  And  glory  crowns  my  head. 


•  >29,  330.    PRIVATE  WORSHIP. 

4  "That  throne,  that  glory  you  {hall  flnre 

"  My  hands  the  crown  ihall  give  ; 
"  And  you  the  fpark'ing  honors  wear, 
«  While  God  himielf  fha  1  live," 

5  Lord,  'tis  enough  j  our  fouls  are  fir'd 

With  courage  and  with  love  ; 
Vain  are  the  afiaults,  of  earth,  and  hell, 
Our  hopes  are  hVd  above. 


WORSHIP. 

PRIVATE  WORSHIP. 

CCCXXIX.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Retirement  and  Meditation,  Pfalm  iv.   4. 

RE'l  URN,  ray  roving  heart,  return, 
And  chafe  theft  fhadowy  forms  no  more;, 
Seek  out  fome  folitude  to  mourn, 
And  thy  forfaken  God  implore, 
O  thou,  great  God,  whofe  piercing  eye 
Diftinctly  marks  each  deep  recefs; 
In  thefe  fequeftered  hcurs  draw  nigh, 
And  with  thy  prefence  fill  the  p  ace. 
Thro'  all  the  windings  of  my  heart, 
My  fearch  let  heavenly  wifdom  guide  ; 
And  ftill  its  radiant  beams  impart, 
Til!  a  1  be  fearch'd  and  purify W. 
Then,  with  the  vifits  of  thy  love, 
Vouchfafe  my  inmoft  foil'  to  cheer  ; 
Till  every  grace  fhall  join  to  prove 
That  God  hath  fix'd  h  s  dwelling  there. 
CCCXXX.     L.  M.      Biddome. 
Reading  the  So  if  lures. 

GREAT  God, oppreiVd  with  grief  and  Lit 
I  take  thy  book,  and  hope  to  find 
Some  gracious  word  of  prbmife  there, 
To  footh  the  forrows  of  my  mind  ; 


PRIVATE  WORSHIP.  Sol. 

a  I  turn  the  there d  volume  o'er, 
And  fearch  with  care  from  page  to  page ; 
Of  threatning  find  an  amp  e  ftore, 
But  nought  that  can  my  grief  affuage. 

3  And  is  there  nought  ?  forbid  dear  Lord, 
So  bafe  a  thought  fhou  d  e'er  arife ; 

I'll  fearch  again,  and  while  I  fearch, 

0  may  the  fca  es  fa' !  off  mine  eyes 

4  'Tis  done:  and  with  tranfporting  joy, 

1  read  the  h'eaven-infpir'd  lines; 
There  mercy  fpread*  its  brighteft  beams, 
And  truth  with  dazz  ing  :nnre  mines. 

5  Here's  heavenly  food  for  hungry  fou's, 
And  mines  of  god  t'  enrich  rhe  poor  : 
Here's  healing  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  fa  ve  for  every  feftering  fore. 

CCCXXXI.     L.  M.     President  Daviie. 
Self- Examination,  Gai.  iv.  19,  20. 

1  TIC  7  HAT  ftrange  perplexities  arife  ? 

V  V      What  anxious  fears  and  jealoufie*  ? 
What  crowds  in  doubtfu:  light  appear  ? 
How  few,  alas,  approv'd  and  clear  ! 

2  And  what  am  I  ? — My  fou!,  awake, 
And  an  impartial  furvey  take  : 
Does  no  dark  fign,  no  ground  cf  fear, 
In  practice  or  in  heart  appear  ? 

3  What  image  does  my  fpirit  bear  ? 
Is  feftis  form'd,  and  living  there  ? 
Say,  do  his  lineaments  divine 

In  thought,  and  word,  and  action  fhine  ? 

4  Searcher  of  hearts,  O  feach  me  (till ; 
The  fecrets  of  my  fou'  reveal ; 

My  fears  remove,  'et  me  appear 
To  God,  and  my  own  conference  clear. 
§   Scatter  the  clo'dds  which  o'er  my  head 
Thick  g  00ms  of  dubious  terrors  fprtfcd; 
JLead  me  into  celeftia   day, 
And  to  myfef,  myfe'f  difp'ay. 
m2 


332,  333.        worship. 

6   May  I  at  that  b'efs'd  wor'd  arrive, 
Where  Cbrifi,  thro'  all  my  foul  fhall  live, 
And  give  fali  proof  that  he  is  chere, 
Without  one  g'oorny  doubt  or  fear  ! 

CCCXXXII.     C.  M. 
Secret  Prayer,  Matt,  vi.  6. 
I    T7ATHER  divine,  thy  piercing  eye 
Jl      Sees  thro'  the  darkeft  night ; 
In  deep  retirement  thou  art  nigh, 
With  heart-difcerning  fight. 
2.  There  may  that  piercing  eye  furvcy 
My  duteous  homage  paid, 
With  every  morning's  dawning  ray, 
And  every  evening's  fhade. 

3  O  let  thy  own  celeftial  fire 

The  incenfe  flill  inflame; 
Whi  e  my  warm  vows  to  thee  afpire, 
Thro'  my  Redeemer's  name, 

4  So  fhall  the  vifits  of  thy  .ove 

My  foui  in  fecret  blefs ; 
So  (halt  thou  deign  in  wor'ds  above 
Thy  fuppliant  to  confefs. 

PAUSE. 

5  Mercy  good  Lord,  mercy  I  afk, 

This  is  the  total  fum  ; 
Mercy,  thro'  Cbrijl,  h  all  my  fuit, 
Lord,  let  thy  mercy  come. 

FAMILY  WORSHIP. 
CCCXXXIII.     CM, 
Going  to  a  neiv  Habitation. 
I    /^\  RE  AT  Cod,  where'er  we  pitch  our  tent, 
vJT   Let  us  an  a  tar  raife  : 
And  there  with  humb'e  frame  prefent 
Our  facrifice  of  praife. 


FAMILY  WORSHIP,    33*,  535. 

3,  To  thee  we  give  cur  health  and  ftrength, 
"While  health  and  ftr-eiigth  mail  lau% 
For  future  mercies  hurafa  y  truft, 
Nor  e'er  forget  the  pafi. 

CCCXXXIV.     L.  M.     St k lie. 

The  Cbrijiian  s  noblejl  Jlefojutioa,  Jofiiua  xxiv.  15. 

1  A   H  wretched  fouls,  who  itrive  in  vain, 
JL~\   Slaves  to  the  world,  and  Haves  to  fifi  i 
A  nobler  toil  may  I  fuftain, 

A  nobler  fatisfa6iion  win. 

2  May  I  refolve  with  a. 1  my  heart, 
With  all  my  powers  to  fcrve  the  Lord, 
Nor  from  his  precepts  e'er  depart, 
Whofe  fervice  is  a  rich  reward. 

3  O  be  his  fervice  a:l  my  joy, 
Around  let  my  example  f&irie, 

Ti  i  others  love  the  blef-j'd  employ, 
And  join  in  labors  fo  divine. 

4  Be  this  the  purpofe  of  my  foul, 
My  folemn,  my  determin'd  choice, 
To  yie'd  to  his  fupreme  control, 
And  in  his  kind  comanris  rejoice. 

5  O  may  I  never  faint  nor  tire, 

Nor  wandering  leave  his  faered  ways, 
Great  God,  accept  my  foul's  defire, 
And  give  Bic-ilrength  to   \vi  thy  praife. 

CCCXXXV.     I,.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
Family  Religion,  Geu.  xviii.  1 9. 
I   T^ATHER  of  a.',  thy  care  we  b.efs, 

JL     Which  crowns  our  families  with  peace  ; 

From  thee  they  fpring,  and,  by  thy  hand 

They  have  been,  and  art  ftil'  fufUin'd. 
%  To  GW,  moft  worthy  to  be  prais'd, 

Be  our  domeitic  altars  rais'd  ; 

Who,  Lord  of  heaven,  fcorns  not  to  dwell 

With  faints  in  their  obfcui  eft  cell 


336,  33f.         worship. 

3  To  thee  may  ca^h  united  houfe, 
Morning  and  night,  prefent  its  tows  ; 
Our  fervants  there,  and  rifing  race 

Be  taught  thy  precepts  and  thy  grace, 

4  O  may  each  future  age  proclaim 
The  honours  of  thy  g.oricas  .Tame  ; 
Whi  e  p'eas'd  and  thankful  we  remove 
3  6 join  the  family  above. 

CCCXXXVI.     S.  M. 
Prayer  for  Infants  ;    or,  Children,  Day  by  Day, 
given  te  God. 
I        (~>  REAT  God,  now  condefcend, 
\JJ  To  b  efs  our  rifing  race  ; 
Soon  may  their  willing  fpirits  bend 
;  o  thy  victorious  grace  ! 
a        O  what  a  vaft  de'ighc 
i  heir  happinefs  to  fee  ! 
Our  warmeft  wifhes  all  unite, 
To   ead  their  fouls  to  thee. 

3  Dear  Lord,  thy  Spirit  pour 
Upon  our  infant  feed, 

O  bring  the  long  d  for  happy  hour 
i  hat  makes  them  thine  indeed. 

4  May  they  receive  thy  word, 
Cpnfefs  the  Saviour's  name, 

Then  follow  their  defpifed  Lord, 
Thro'  the  baptifmal  ftream. 

5  Thus  let  our  favor'd  race 
Svirround  thy  facred  board, 

There  to  adore  thy  fovereign  grace, 
And  fing  their  dying  Lord. 

COCXXXV1I.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
Christ's  Condefcending  Regard  to  little  Children , 

Mark  x.  14. 
1    QEE  Ifrael's  gentle  fhepherd  flands, 
lO  With  al'-engaging  charms; 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP.  332. 

Hark  how  he  calls  the  tender  lambs, 
And  fulds  them  in  his  arms  ! 

2  "  Permit  them  to  approach,"  he  cries, 

Nor  fcorn  their  humble  name  ; 
For  'twas  to  b-efs  fuch  fouls  as  thefe, 
'i  he  Lord  cf  angels  came. 

3  We  bring  them  Lord,  by  fervent  praye-r, 

And  yield  them  up  to  thee  ; 

Joyful  that  we  ourfdves  are  thine, 

Thine  let  our  offspring  be  ! 

4  Ye  little  flock,  with  pleafure  hear 

Ye  children,  f'etk  his  face  ; 
And  fly  with  tranfport  to  receiv* 
The  bleffings  of  his  grace. 

5  If  prphans  they  are   eft  behind, 

Thy  guardian  care  we  truft ; 
That  care  mail  heal  our  bleeding  hearts 
If  weeping  o'er  their  dull. 

PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 
CCCXXXVIII.    148th.     E.  Fransis*. 
On  opening  a  Place  of  Worjhip. 
N  fweet  exalted  ftrains 
The  King  of  glory  praife^ 
O'er  heaven  and  earth  he  reigns, 
Thro'  everiafting  days  : 
He,  with  a  nod,  the  world  controls, 
Siiftains  or  finks  the  diftant  poles, 
2       To  earth  he  bends  his  throne, 
His  throne  of  grace  divine; 
Wide  is  his  bounty  known, 
And  wide  his  glories  fhine  ; 
Fair  Salem,  ftill  his  chofen  reft, 
Is  with  his  fmiles  and  prefence  bleft. 
*    Sung  on  opening  the  Meeting  houfe  at  HorJIey, 
Glouccflerjhire,    September  18,  1774  ;   and  al/o,  at 
the  opening  of  the  nezv  Meeting-bonfe  at  Ihxvnend 
near  Brijlol,  O&ober  4,  17 86. 
M  3 


I 


3&9.  WORSHIP. 

3  1  ken,  Tving  of  glory,  com*, 
And  with  thy  favor  crewn 

This  lemple  as  thy  dcme, 
This  people  as  thy  own  : 
*   Beneath  this  roof,  O  deign  to  fhow, 
How  G:d  can  dwell  with  men  below. 

4  Here,  may  thine  ears  attend 
Our  interceding  cries, 

And  grateful  praife  afcend 

All  fragrant  to  the  fkies : 
Here  may  thy  word  melodious  feund, 
And  fpread  celeftial  joys  around. 

5  Here,  may  th'  attentive  throng 
Imbibe  thy  truth  and  love, 
And  converts  join  the  fong 

Of  feraphim  above, 
And  willing  crowds  furround  thy  board 
With  facred  joy  and  fweet  accord. 

6  Here,  may  our  unborn  fens 
And  daughters  found  thy  praife, 
And  fhine  like  polifh'd  ftones, 
Thro'  long  fucceeding  days  ; 

Here,  Lord,  difpiay  thy  faving  power, 
While  temples  {land  and  men  adore. 
CCCXXX1X.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
On  opining  a  place  of  Worfoip. 

1  |^i  REAT  CoJ,  thy  Watchful  care  we  blefs, 
V_T  Which  guards  our  fynagogues  in  peace  ; 
Nor  dare  tumultuous  foe*  invade, 

To  fill  our  v.-orfhippers  with  dread. 

2  Thefe  walis  we  to  thy  honour  raife, 
JLeng  may  they  echo  to  thy  praife  : 
And  thou,  defcending,  fill  the  place 
With  choiceft  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

3  Here  let  the  great  Redeemer  reign 
With  all  the  graces  of  his  train 
While  power  divine  hid  word  attends, 
To  conquer  foes  and  cheer  his  friends. 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP.      340,341 
And  in  the  great  decifive  day, 
When  God  the  nations  fhall  furvey  ; 
May  it  before  the  world  appear 
That  crowds  were  born  to  glory  here. 
CCCXL.     C.  M.     Newton. 
On  apening  a  Place  for  Social  Prayer. 

DEAR  fhepherd  of  thy  people,  hear, 
Thy  prefence  now  difplay ; 
As  thou  haft  given  a  place  for  prayer 

So  give  us  hearts  to  pray. 
Within  thcfe  walls  let  holy  peace, 

And  love,  and  concord  dwell; 
Here  give  the  troub'ed  confciencc  eafe, 

Ihe  wounded  fpirit  heal. 
Shew  us  iome  token  of  thy  love, 

Our  fainting  hope  to  raife  ; 
And  pour  thy  bieffing  from  above, 

That  we  may  render  praife. 
And  may  the  gofpel's  joyful  found, 

Enforc'd  by  mighty  grace, 
Awaken  many  finners  round, 
To  come  and  fid  the  place. 
CCCXLI.     S.  M.     Dr.  S:  Stewkett, 
The  pleafnres  of  Social  Worfhip, 

HOW  charming  is  the  place, 
Where  my  Redeemer  God 
Unveils  the  beauties  of  his  face, 
And  fheds  his  love  abroad! 
Not  the  fair  palaces 
To  which  the  great  refort, 
Are  once  to  be  compar'd  with  this, 
Where  ffus  holds  his  court- 
,        Here  on  the  mercy-feat, 
With  radiant  giory  crown'd 
Our  joyful  eyes  behold  him  fit, 
•Awdfmile  on  a.l  around. 
(.       To  him  their  prayers  and  cries 
Each  humble  fcul  prefenfea: 


342,  343.  worship. 

He  lifttns  to  their  broken  frghs, 
And  grants  them  ail  their  wants. 

5  To  them  his  fovcreign  will 
He  gracioufly  imparts  : 

And  in  return  accepts  with  fmi'es, 
The  tribute  of  their  hearts. 

6  Give  me  O  Lord  a  place 
Within  thy  b  eft  abode, 

Among  the  children  of  thy  grace, 
The  iervants  of  my  G>J. 

CCCXLII.     7S.     D.  Turner. 
The  Excellency  of  Public   JVorJhip. 
I    T     ORD  of  hnlls,  how  lovely  fair, 
mIU   E'en  on  earth,  thy  temples  are  ; 
Here  thy  waring  people  fee 
Much  of  heaven  and  much  of  thee, 
a   From  thy  gracious  prefence  flows, 
Blifs  that  foftxns  all  our  woes; 
While  thy  Spirit's  holy  tire 
Warms  our  hearts  with  pure  defire. 

3  Here  we  fupplicate  thy  throne, 
Here  thou  mak'ft  thy  glories  known; 
Here  we  learn  thy  righteous  ways, 
Tafte  thy  love  and  fmg  thy  praife. 

4  Thus  with  feftive  fongs  of  joy 
We  our  happy  lives  employ; 
Love,  and  ong  to  ove  thee  more. 
Till  from  earth  to  heav'n  we  foar. 

CCCXLIII.     L.  M.     SrEeT.i. 
The  happineft  of  Humble  Worjhip,  Pfalm  lxxxiv. 
i    TTOW  love'y,  how  dfvinely  fwect, 

11.   O  Lord,  thy  facred  courts  appear; 

Fain  would  my  longing  paflions  meet 

The  glories  of  thy  prefence  there, 
a  O,  bleil  the  men,  bleft  their  employ, 

Whom  thy  indulgent  favors  raife 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  344- 

To  dwell  in  thefe  abodes  of  joy, 
And  fing  thy  never-ceafing  praife. 
Happy  the  men  whom  ftrength  divine, 
With  ardent  love  and  zeal  infpires; 
Whofe  fteps  to  thy  b' eft  way  incline, 
With  willing  hearts  and  warm  defires. 
One  day  within  thy  facred  gate, 
Affords  more  real  joy  to  me, 
Than  thoufands  in  the  tents  of  ftate ; 
The  meaneft  place  is  blifs  wi'h  thee. 
God  is  a  Sun  ;   our  brighteft  day 
From  his  reviving  prefence  flows  ; 
God  is  a  fhield,  thro'  all  the  way, 
To  guard  us  from  furrounding  foes. 
He  pours  his  kindefl  bleffings.  down, 
Profufely  down  on  fouls  fmcere  ; 
And  grace  fhall  guide,  and  glory  crow» 
The  happy  favorites  of  his  care. 
O  Lord  of  hofts,  thou  God  of  grace, 
How  bleft,  divine  y  bleft,  is  he, 
Who  trufts  thy  love,  and  feeks  thy  face, 
And  fixes  all  his  hopes  on  thee  ! 

CCCXLIV.     L.  M. 

Delight  iu  God'j  Houfd  and  C.rjidenetin  bim_t 

Pfalm  xxvii. 

THOU,  Lord,  my  fafety,  thou  my  lighr, 
What  danger  fhall  my  foul  affright  ? 
Strength  of  my  life  !  what  arm  fhall  dare 
To  hurt  whom  thou  haft  made  thy  care  ? 
One  wifh,  with  holy  tranfport  warm, 
My  heart  has  form 'd,  and  yet  fhall  form, 
One  gift  I  aflc,  that  to  my  end 
Fair  Sions  dome  I  may  attend; 
;  There  joyful  find  a  fure  abwde, 
And  view  the  beauty  of  my  God : 
For  he  within  this  hallow'd  lhrine 
My  fecret  refuge  fhall  affign. 


34  5.  WORSHIP. 

4  When  thou  with  condescending  graee; 
Haft  hid  rue  feek  thy  mining  face, 
My  heart  reply'd  to  thy  kind  word, 
The:"  will  I  feck,  ali-graGiour,  Lord. 

J    Should  every  earthiy  friend  depart, 
And  nature  leave  a  parent's  heart : 
My  6W,  on  whom  my  hopes  depend, 
Will  he   myfather  and  my  friend. 

<i  Ye  humble  fouls*  in  every  ftrait 
O  :  God  with  facrest  courage  wait ; 
His  han*  fhai:  life  and  llrength  afford, 
0  ever  wait  upon  the  Lord. 
CCCXLV.     S.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Lyric. 

Fvrmt  vain  •without  Religion. 

1  A  LMIGHTY  Maker,  God! 
IX.  How  wondrous  is  thy  name  ! 

Thy  glories  how  diffus'd  abroad 
Thro'  the  creation's  frame. 

2  Nature  in  every  drefs 
Her  humble  homage  pays, 

And  finds  a  thtufand  ways  t'  expre£s 

Thine  undiffembled  praife. 

My  foul  would  nft  and  fing 

To  her  Creator  too, 
Fain  would  my  toegue  adore  my  King, 

And  pay  the  worfliip  due. 
4        [But  pride,  that  hufy  fin, 

Spoils  all  that  I  perform, 
Curs'd  pride,  that  creeps  fecurely  in, 

And  fvve  Is  a  haughty  worm] 
>        Create  my  foul  anew, 

Elfe  all  my  worfhip's  vain  ; 
This  wretched  heart  will  ne'er  be  true, 

Until  'cis  forni'd  again. 
4*        I  et  joy  and  worfliip  fpend 

The  remnant  of  my  days, 
A+id  to  my  God.  my  fowl  aftend 

la  facet  £t»fatues  if  piaiic 


lord  s   15 A  y.  3r4jOi 

THE  LORD's    DAY. 

CCCXLVT.     8.  8.  Q.     Baltimore  Tune. 

MtRRICK. 

Zeal  for  the  Houfe  of  God,  and  Delight  in  IVorjh'ip , 
Pialm  cxxii. 

1  rT~,HE  joyful  morn,  my  God  is  come, 

X     That  calls  me  to  thy  honor 'd  dome 

Thy  prefsnee  to  adore : 
My  feet  the  fummons  fhall  attend, 
With  willing  fi:eps  thy  courts  afcend, 

And  tread  the  hallow'd  floor. 

2  Hither  from  Judal/s  utmoft  end, 
The  heaven  protected  tribe3  afcend  ; 

iheir  offerings  hither  bring: 
Here,  eager  to  atteft  their  joy, 
In  hymns  of  praife  their  tongues,  employ, 

And  hail  th'  immortai  King, 
j  Be  peace  implor'd  by  each  on  thee, 
O  Sion,  while  with  bended  knee 

To  facob's  God  We  pray  : 
How  blefs'd,  who  calls  himfelf  thy  friend* 
Succefs  his  labor  fhall  attend, 

And  fafety  guard  his  way. 

4  O  may'ft  thou,  free  from  hoftile  fear, 
Nor-  the  Icud  voice  of  tumult  hear, 

Nor  war's  wi  d  waftes  deplore  : 
May  plenty  nigh  thee  take  her  Hand, 
And  in  thy  courts  with  lavifh  hand, 

Diftribute  all  her  ftore. 

5  Seat  of  my  friends  and  brethren,  hail, 
How  can  my  tongue,  O  Sion,  fail 

To  blefs  thy  lov'd  abode  ? 
How  ceafe  the  zeal  that  in  me  glows, 
Thy  good  to  feek,  whofe  walls  inelofe 

The  manfions  of  my  Gvd. 


347.  worship. 

CCCXLVII.    73.  Alcefter  Tune.  D.Turner. 

A  Seng  of  Praife  to  the  Redeemer,  Pfalm  xl.  7,  g. 

i    T_l  OLY  wonder,  heavenly  grace, 
JLJL   Come,  infpire  our  humble  lays, 
While  the  Saviour's  :ove  we  fing, 
Whence  our  hopes  and  comforts  fpring." 

2  Man,  involv'd  in  gui  t  and  woe, 
Touch'd  hi?  tender  bofom  fo, 

'I  hat  when  juftice  death  demands, 
Forth  the  great  de  iverer  ftands  ; 

3  Cries  to  God,  "      hy  mercy  mew, 
"  Lo !  I  come  thy  will  to  do  ; 

"  I  the  facrifkc  will  be, 

"  Death  ill  a  1 1  plunge  his  dart  in  mt. 

4  Tho'  the  form  of  God  ke  bore, 
Great  in  glory,  great  in  power, 
See  him  in  our  fielh  array'd, 
tjOVf.es  than  his  angels  made. 

5  [He  that  heaven  itfe  f  pofftfs'd 
Now  an  infant  at  the  breaft  ! 
Angels  from  the  world  above, 
See  and  fmg  th"  amazing  love  ! 

h      hro'  the  finning  hours  of  day. 

loil  and  danger  mark  his  way  ; 

Lonely  mounts,  and  chilling  3ir, 

Winicfs  oft  his  midnight  prayer.] 
7   Now  the  heavenly  lover  dies  ! 

i  Virkneis  veLs  the  mid-day  fkies  ! 

_A.:gels  round  the  bloody  tree, 

Throng  aud  gaze  in  ecftaey. 
%  [t'ower  unfeeo  earth's  bofom  heaves, 

Rocks  and  tombs  afunder  cleave; 

While  zhc  temple  s  Fending  veil 

Tells  the  prieft  the  awful  taje.] 
f  Eut  the  thud  day's  dawning  come, 

Lo!  the  Saviour  leaves  the  tomb  ! 

Reafccnd?  hii.aative  iky, 

Where  he  lives  *y  inert  eo  die. 


LORD  S    DAT.     348,  349. 

io  On  his  crofs  he  builds  his  throne, 
Whence  he  makes  his  glories  known, 
Sends  his  Spirit  down  to  give 
Dying  finners  grace  to  live- 
CCCXLVIII.     L  M,     J.  Stennett. 
Tbi  Sabbath. 

I       A    NOTHER  fix  days  work  is  done, 
XJL   Another  Sabbath  is  begun  ; 
Return,  my  foul,  enjoy  thy  reft, 
Improve  the  day  thy  G^has  b'efs'd. 

C  Come,  blefs  the  Lord,  whofe  love  afligns 
So  fweet  a  reft  to  wearied  minds ; 
Provides  an  antepaft  of  heaven, 
And  gives  this  day  the  food  of  feven. 

3  O  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rife, 
A«  grateful  incenfe,  to  the  fkies  ; 

And  draw  from  heaven  that  fweet  repofe, 
Which  none,  but  he  that  feels  it,  knows. 

4  This  heavenly  calm  within  the  breaft, 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  reft, 
Which  for  the  church  of  God,  remains, 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

5  With  joy,  great  God,  thy  works  we  view, 
In  various  fcenes  both  old  and  new  ; 
With  praife,  we  think  on  mercies  paft, 
With  hope,  we  future  pleafures  tafte. 

In  holy  duties  let  the  day, 
In  holy  pleafures  pafs  away ; 
How  fweet,  a  fabbath  thus  to  fpend 
In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  fhall  end ! 

CCCXLIX.     148th.     Carter  Lane  Tune. 
A  Hymn  for  Lord's  Day  Morning. 

AWAKE,  our  drowfy  fouls, 
Shake  off  each  flothful  band, 
The  wonders  of  this  day 
Our  nobleft7  fongs  demand, 


!50.  WORST1  IT. 

Aufpicioue  morn  !  thy  blifsful  rays, 
Bright  feraphs  hail  in  fongs  of  praife. 
At  rhy  approaching  dawn, 
Reluctant  death  refigii'd 
The  glorious  Prince  of  life, 
Irs  dark  domains  confin'd  : 
Th'  angelic  ho  ft  around  him  bends, 
And  'midft  their  fhouts  the  god  aicend*. 
;        All  hail,  triumphant  ZW 
Heaven  with  hofannas  riegs; 
Whiie  earth,  in  humbler  ftrainj, 
Thy  praife  refponfive  fings; 
"Worthy  art  thou  who  once  wdl  Jlain, 
Thro'  endlefs  years  to  Live  and  reign. 
I        Gird  on,  great  God.  thy  fword, 
Afcendthy  conquering  car, 
While  juftice,  truth,  and  iove 
Maintain*  the  g  orious  war: 
Vicloriousthou,  thy  fee?,  fhail  tread, 
And  fin  and  hell  in  tnumph  lead, 
y        Make  bare  thy  potent  arm, 
And  wing  th'  unerring  dar:, 
With  faiutary  pang?, 
To  each  i  ebehious  heart ; 
Then  dying  fouls  for  life  (hall  fue. 
Numerous  as  drop,  of  morning  dew. 

CCCL.  '  C.  M.     B , 

A  Hymn  for  the  E<venin<r  oj  the  Lokd's  Day. 

1  "jT^REQUEN  i"  the  day  of  God  returns 
JL       '  o  Ihcd  its  qUickeciflg  beams; 
And  yet  how  flow  devotion  burns 

How  languid  are  its  flames! 

2  Accept  our  faint  attempts  to  love, 

Our  frailties,  Lord,  forgive  ; 
We  would  be  like  thy  faints  above 
And  nraife  thee  while  we  live. 

3  Increafe,  O  Lord,  our  faith  and  hope. 

And  £t  us  to  aiceud, 


lord's  day.     S51,  352. 

Where  the  aflembly  ne'er  breaks  up, 
The  fabbath  ne'er  fhall  end  : 

4  Where  we  fhall  breathe  in  heavenly  air, 

With  heavenly  iuflre  fhine  ! 
Before  the  throne  of  God,  appear, 
And  feaft  on  love  divine ; 

5  Where  we,  in  high  feraphic  flrains, 

Sha  1  ail  our  power*  employ  ; 
Delighted  range  the  etherial  plains', 
And  take  our  fill  of  ]©y. 

CCCLI.     CM.     Cennick. 

Lord's  -Day  Evening. 
i  "\T7HEN,  O  dear  Jefus,  when  fltall  I 
VV     Behold  thee  all  ferene  ? 
Bleft  in  perpetual  fabbath-day, 
Without  a  veil  between  ? 
I  Alfift  me  while  I  wander  here, 
Amidft  a  world  of  cares ; 
Incline  my  heart  to  pray  with  love, 
And  then  accept  my  prayers. 
5  [Re^eafe  my  foul  from  every  chain, 
No  more  hell's  captive  led; 
And  pardon  a  repenting  child, 
For  whoai  die  Saviour  bled. 
Spare  me,  my  God,  O  fpare  the  foul, 

That  gives  itfelf  to  thee ; 
Take  all  that  I  poffefs  below, 

And  give  thyfeif  to  me.] 
Thy  fpirit,  O  my  Father,  give, 

To  be  my  guide  and  friend, 
To  light  my  ways  to  cealelefs  joys, 
To  fabbaths  without  end. 
CCCLII.     L.  M.     Gloucefter  Tune. 
Tie  Eternal  Sabbath,  Heb.  iv.  9. 

THINE  earthly  fabbaths,  lord,  we  love, 
But  there's  a  nob'er  reft  above; 
To  that  our  laboring  fouls  afpire 
With  ardent  pangs  of  ftrong  defir* 


353.  worship. 

2  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  diftrefs: 
Nor  fin,  nor  hell,  fliall  reach  the  place  ; 
No  groans  to  mingle  with  the  fangs, 
Which  warble  from  immortal  tongues. 

3  No  rude  a  arms  of  raging  f.  es ; 
No  cares  to  break  the  long  rep-  fe; 
No  midnight  fhade,  no  c  oudcd  fun, 
But  facred,  high,  eternal  noon. 

4  Thine  earthly  fabbaths,  Lord,wc  love, 
But  there's  a  neb  er  reft  above  ; 

To  that  our  labouring-  fouls  arpire 
With  ardent  pangs  of  ftrong  clefire. 

HYMNS  BEFORE  PRAYER. 

CCCLIII.     L.  M.     CowrER. 

Exhortation  to  Prayer. 


various  hindrances  we  meet, 
feat  ! 


I    WHAT 

>   r      In  coming  to  a  mercy 

Yet  who  that  knows  the-  worth  of  prayer, 

But  wifh.es  to  be  often  there  ? 
%   Prayer  makes  the  darkened  cloud  withdraw, 

Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  faw  : 

Gives  exercife  to  faith  and  love, 

Brings  every  blcffing  from  above- 
%  Reftraining  prayer,  we  ceafe  to  fight; 

Prayer  makes  the  chriftian's  armor  bright ; 

And  fatan  trembles,  when  he  fees 

The  weakeft  faint  upon  fiis  knees. 
4    While  Mofes  (loud  with  arms  fpread  wide, 

Succefs  was  founfl  on  fftaeTs  fid-  ; 

But  when  through  weatuufs  cKey  fail'd, 

That  nurfnem  Amelekprevail'd. 
j    Huve  y<>u  no  wen!-  ?  ah, .think  ppain, 

Words  flow  ?pace  wten  you  complain, 

And  fiL  your  fellow-creature's  ear 

With  the  fad  tale  of  all  your  care. 


HYMNS  BEFORE  PRAYER.     354. 

6  Were  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  fpent, 
To  heaven  in  fupp  ication  fent ; 
Your  cheerful  fongs  would  oftner  bej 
•'  Hear  what  the  Lord  has  done  for  me," 

CCCLIV.     7s. 

/  iv ill  not  let  thee  go  except  thou  hlefs  me, 
Gen.  xxxii.  z6. 

1  T    ORD,I  cannot  let  thee  go, 
X—i   Till  a  bleiling  thou  beftow  ; 
Do  not  turn  away  thy  face, 
Mine's  an  urgent  preffing  cafe. 

2  Doft  thou  afk  me  who  I  am  ? 

Ah,  my  Lord,  thou  know'ft  my  name  ! 
Yet  the  qucfticn  gives  a  plea, 
Tofupport  myfuit  with  thee. 

3  Thou  didft  once  a  wretch  behold, 
In  rebellion  blindly  bold, 

Scorn  thy  grace,  thy  power  defy, 
'1  hat  poor  rebel,  Lord,  was  I. 

4  Once  a  fitiner  near  defpair 
Sought  thy  mercy-feat  by  prayer  : 
Mercy  heard  and  fet  him  free, 
Lord,  that  mercy  came  to  me. 

5  Many  days  have  pafs'd  fince  then, 
Many  changes  I  have  feen  ; 

Yet  have  been  uphe.d  till  now, 
Who  could  hold  me  up  but  thou  ? 

6  Thou  haft,  heip'd  in  every  need, 
This  enibo  dens  me  to  plead  : 
After  fo  much  mercy  paft, 
Canft  thou  let  me  fink  at  laft  ? 

7  No — I  muffc  maintain  my  hold, 
'Tis  thy  goodnefs  makes  m-e  bold  ;- 
I  can  no  denial  take, 

When  I  plead  for  Jefus'  fake. 


$55.  "WORSHIP. 

CCCLV.     C.  M.     Edmund  Jones*. 

The fuccefsful  Re/ofae — /  ivill  go  in  unto  the  King, 

Either  iv.  16, 

1  r*\  OME,  humble  finner,  in  whofe  breaft 
V-/    A  thoufand  thoughts  revolve, 
Come,  with  your  guile  and  fear  opprdt, 

And  make  this  laft  refolve. 

2  "  I'll  go  to  Jefus,  tho'  ray  fin 

"  Hath  like  a  mountain  rofe ; 
"  I  know  his  courts,  I'll  enter  in, 

"  Whatever  may  oppofe. 
5  "  Proftrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throne, 

"  And  there  my  guilt  eonfefs  : 
w  I'll  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone, 

"  Without  his  fovereign  grace, 

4  "  I'll  to  the  gracious  King  approach, 

"  Whofe  fceptre  pardon  gives, 
"  Perhaps  he  may  command  my  touch, 
K  And  then  the  fuppliant  lives. 

5  "  Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea, 

"  Perhaps  will  hear  my  prayer ; 
"  But  if  I  perifh  1  will  pray, 
w  And  perifh  only  there. 

6  "  I  can  but  perifh  if  I  go, 

"  I  am  refolv'd  to  try  ; 

"  For  if  I  ltay  away  I  know 

44  I  muft  for  ever  die." 

*  The  Rev.  Mr.  Jones  was  a  truly  worthy 
pallor  of  the  Baptift  Church  at  Exon,  Devon: 
he  departed  th;s  life  on  April  15,  1765,  aged 
43.  His  fucctffur  was  my  very  amiable  friend, 
the  Rev.  Mr.  Thomas  Lewis,  who  died  Dec.  4, 
1774,  aged  44  ycare.  This  page  isfacred  to  h-is 
memory. 


HYMNS  BEFORE  PRAYER.    356,  o57 

CCCLVT.     S.  M. 
A  broken  Heart,  and  a  bleeding  Saviour. 

UNTO  thine  altar  Lord, 
A  broken  heart  I  bring; 
And  wilt  thou  gracioufly  accept 
Of  fuch  a  worthlefs  thing  ! 
',       To  Chrift  the  bleeding  Lamb, 
My  faith  directs  its  eyes; 
Thou  may'ft  reje&  that  worth'efs  thing, 
But  not  his  lacrifice. 
5       When  he  gave  up  the  ghoft, 
The  law  was  fatisfy'd ; 
And  now  to  its  moft  rigorous  claims, 
I  anfwer,  "  Jefus  died." 

CCCLVII.     L.  M.     Bedbome. 

Holy  Boldnefs. 

I    Q  PRINKLED  with  reconciling  blood, 

0  I  dare  approach  thy  throne,  O  God ; 

1  hy  face  no  frowning  afpedr.  wears, 
Thy  hand  no  vengeful  thunder  bears ! 

a  Th'  incircling  rainbow,  peaceful  fign  ! 
Doth  with  refulgent  brightsefs  fnine  : 
And  whi.e  my  fairh  beholds  it  near, 
J  bid  farewel  to  every  fear. 

3  Let  me  my  grateful  homage  pay  ; 
With  courage  fing,  with  fervor  pray  ; 
And  tho'  myfelf  a  wretch  undone, 
Hope  for  acceptance  thro'  thy  Son— ^ 

4  5  hy  Son,  who  on  the  accurfed  tree, 
Expir'd  to  fet  the  vileft  free  ; 

On  this  I  build  my  only  claim, 
Aad  all  I  afk  is  in  his  name. 


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358.  worship. 

CCCLVIII.     8.   8.  6.     Chatham  Tune, 
J.  Straphan. 

The  Lord's  Prayer,  Matt,  vl    9 — 13, 
I   /"^VUR  Father,  whofe  eternal  fway 
V>l   The  bright  angelic  hofls  obey, 

O  !  lend  a  pitying  ear : 
When  on  thy  awful  name  we  call, 
And  at  thy  feet  fubmifiive  fall, 

O  !  condefcend  to  hear, 
a  Far  may  thy  glorious  reign  extend, 
May  rebels  to  thy  fceptre  bend, 

And  yield  to  fovereign  love  ; 
May  we  take  pleafure  to  fulfil 
The  facred  dictates  of  thy  will, 

As  angels  do  above. 

3  From  thy  kind  hand  each  temporal  good, 
Our  raiment  and  our  daily  food, 

In  rich  abundance  come  : 
Lord,  give  us  Mill  a  frefh  fupply, 
If  thou  withho'd  thy  hand,  we  die, 

And  fi'l  the  filent  tomb. 

4  Pardon  our  fins,  O  God  !  that  rife, 
And  call  for  vengeance  from  the  fkies ; 

And  while  we  are  forgive*], 
Grant  that  revenge  may  never  reft, 
And  ma'ice  harbor  in  that  breaft 

That  feels  the  love  of  heaven. 

5  Protect  us  in  the  dangerous  hour, 
And  from  the  wily  tempter's  power 

O !  fet  our  fpirits  free  : 
And  if  temptation  fhould  affail, 
May  mighty  grace  o'er  ail  prevail, 

Aad  lead  our  hearts  to  thee. 

6  Thine  is  the  power,  to  thee  belongs 
The  conftant  tribute  of  ©ur  fengs, 

All  glory  to  thy  name  : 
Let  every  creature  join  our  lays, 
In  one  refounuing  ad  of  praife 

Thy  wonders  to  proclaim. 


HYMNS  BEFORE  SERMON.  359,60,61. 
HYMNS  BEFORE  SERMON. 
CCCLIX.     L.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 
To  be  Jung  betiveen  Prayer  and  Sermon. 
Matt,  xviii.  30. 
1  T-^  THERE  two  or  three,  with  fweet  accord, 
Y'V     Obedient  to  their  fovereigh  Lord, 
Meet  to  recount  his  acts  of  grace, 
And  offer  folemn  prayer  and  praife ; 
%  "  There,"  fays  the  Saviour,  "  Will  1  be, 
"  Amid  this  little  company ; 
"  To  them  unveil  my  fmiling  face, 
"  And  fhed  my  glories  round  the  place." 
3  We  meet  at  thy  command,  dear  Lordt 
Relying  on  thy  faithful  word  : 
Now  fend  thy  Spirit  from  above, 
Now  fill  our  hearts  with  heavenly  love. 
CCCLX.     C.  M. 
1  Cor.  Hi.  6,  7. 
I   IN  vain  Apollos'  filver  tongue, 

JL   And  Paul's  with  ftrains  profound, 
Diffufe  among  the  liftening  throng, 
The  gofpel's  gladdening  found, 
2,   jefus,  the  work  is  wholly  thine 
To  form  the  heart  anew, 
iVow  let  thy  fovereign  grace  divine 
Each  ftubborn  foul  fubdue. 
CCCXI.     112th.     UffculmTune.  Fawcett 

Before  Sermon. 
I   r  I  'HY  prefence,  gracious  Cod,  afford, 
X     Prepare  us  to  receive  thy  word ; 
Now  let  thy  voice  engage  our  ear, 
And  faith  be  mix'd  with  what  we  hear 
Chor.     Thus,  Lord,  thy  waiting  fervants  blefs, 
And  crown  the  gofpel  with  fuccef», 


562. 


WORSHIP. 


3  DiflradUng  thoughts  and  cares  remove, 
And  fix  our  hearts  and  hopes  above ; 
With  food  divine  may  we  be  fed, 
And  fatisfy'd  with  living  bread:' 

Cher.        Thus,  Lord,  rhy  waiting  fervant  b!ef< 
And  crown  thy  gofpel  with  fuccefs. 
310  «s  the  facred  word  apply, 
With  fovereign  power,  and  energy; 
£nd  may  we,  in  thy  faith  and  fear, 
Reduce  to  practice  what  we  hear  ; 
Chor.       Thus,  Lord,  thy  waiting  fervants  blef< 
And  crown  thy  gofpel  with  fuccefs. 

4  rather,  m  us  thy  Son  reveal; 
Teach  us  to  know  and  do  thy  Will  ; 
Thy  faving  power  and  love  difplay ; 
And  guide  us  to  the  realms  of  day  : 

Chor.        Thus,  Lord,  thy  waiting  fervants  blefi 
And  crown  thy  gofpel  with  fuccefs. 
CCCLXII      CM.     Beddome. 
Tie  Freenefs  of  the  Gofpel. 
s    TTOW  free  and  boundlefs  is  the  grace 
XJL   Of  our  redeeming  Cod, 
Extending  to  the  Greek  and  Jew, 
And  men  of  every  blood  ! 
a  The  mightieft  king,  and  meaneft  flave, 
May  his  rich  mercy  tafte ; 
He  bids  the  beggar  and  the  prince 
Unto  the  gofpel  feaft. 

3  None  are  excluded  thence,  but  thofe 

Who  do  themfelves  exclude; 
Welcome  the  learned  and  polite, 
The  ignorant  and  rude. 

4  Come  then,  ye  men  of  every  name, 

Of  every  rank  and  tongue  ; 
What  you  are  willing  to  receive 
Poth  unto  you  belong. 


HYMNS  BEFORE  SERMON.    363,  364. 
CCCLXIII.     fa.     Stoel  Tune. 
A  Elejfuig  humb'y  requeued. 

LORD,  we  come  before  thee  now, 
At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow, 

O  !  do  not  our  fuit  difdain, 

Shall  we  feek  thee,  Lord  in  vain  ? 
,  In  thy  own  appointed  way, 

Now  we  feek  thee,  here  we- flay, 

Lord,  from  hence  ws  would  not  go, 

Ti.l  a  blefiing  thou  beftow, 
;  Send  fome  meffage  from  thy  word, 

That  may  joy  and  peace  afford; 

Let  thy  Spirit  now  impart 

Full  falvation  to  each  heart. 
\  Grant  that  all  may  feek,  and  find 

Thee  a  God  fupremely  kind  ; 

Heal  the  firk,  the  captive  free, 

Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 

CCCLXIV.     L,  M. 
The  Pool  of  Bail -J-. fa,  John  v.  2 — 4. 

r   TT'OW  long,  thou  faithful  G^fhall  I 
XJL  Here  in  thy  ways  forgotten  lie  ? 
When  fhah  the  means  of  healing  be 
The  channels  of  thy  grace  to  me ; 

%  Sinners  on  every  fide  ftep  in, 

And  warn  away  their  gain  and  fin; 

But  I,  an  he  plefs  fm-fkk  foul, 

Still  lie  expiring  at  the  pooh 

Thou  cov'nant  angel  i'wift  come  down, 

To  day  thine  own  appointments  crown, 

ri  hy  power  into  the  means  infvife, 

And  give  them  now  their  facred  ufe. 

14  Thou  feelt  me  lying  at  the  poo!, 

I  would,  thou  knov/'fc  1  would  be  whole  $ 
O  let  the  troubled  waters  move, 
And  iiunifter  thy  htaiuwjwye. 


h! 


365,  66,  67.  worship. 

CCCLXV.  8.  7.4.  Toplady's  Collection ; ; 

Prayer  for  Minifer  and  People. 
I    T%EAREST  Saviour,  help  thy  fervant 
jlJ   To  proclaim  thy  wond'rous  love  ! 
Pour  thy  grace  upon  this  people, 

That  thy  truth  they  may  approve  : 
Blefs,  O  b!efs  them, 
From  thy  Alining  courts  above. 
1  Now  thy  gracious  word  invites  them 
To  partake  the  gofpel-feaft  : 
Let  thy  Spirit  (weedy  draw  them 

Every  foul  be  J  eft's  gueft! 
O  receive  us,  -# 

Let  us  find  thy  promb'd  reft. 

CCCLXV.     L.  M      Newton. 

Ctftlvg  the  Gcfpel-Net,  Luke  v.  5.  John  xxi.  6. 

1  TV  1  OW  while  the  gofpei-net  is  caft, 
IN    Do  thou,  O  Lord,  the  effort  own  : 
From  numerous  difappointments  pail, 
Teach  us  to  hope  in  thee  alone. 

2  May  this  be  a  much  favor'd  hour, 
To  fouls  in  fatan's  bondage  led  ; 

O  clothe  the  word  with  fovereign  p«wer 
To  break  the  rocks,  and  raife  the  dead  ! 

3  To  mourners  fpeak  a  cheering  word, 
©n  feeking  fouls  vouchfafe  to  mine  ; 
Let  poor  backfliders  be  reftor'd, 
And  all  thy  faints  in  praifes  join. 

4  [O  hear  our  prayer,  and  give  us  hope, 
That  when  thy  voice  fliall  call  us  home. 
Thou  ftiil  will  raife  a  people  up 

To  love  and  praife  thee  in  cur  room. 

CCCLXVII,       S.M.        BtDDOME, 

He  beheld  the  City  and  tvept  ove*  it, John  xh  4X. 
I        T^11^  Chr'fl  0'er  finners  weep  ? 

JLJ   And  mail  our  cheeks  be  dry  ? 
Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 

Burft  forth  from  every  eye, 


IJ 


HYMNS  EEFORE  SERMON.    368,  369 

2  The  Son  of  God  in  tears, 
Angels  with  wonder  fee  ! 

Be  thou  aftonifh'd  O  my  foul, 
He  fhed  thofe  tears  for  thee. 

3  He  wept  that  we  might  weep, 
Each  fin  demands  a  tear  ; 

In  heaven  alone  no  fin  is  found, 
And  there's  no  weeping  there. 
CCCLXVIII.  8.  7.  4.  Helmfley  Tune.  E— . 
A  Blejfmg  requeued. 
I    OOME  thou  fou!-transforming  Spirit., 
V><    Blefs  the  fower  and  the  feed : 
Let  each  heart  thy  grace  inherit, 

Rlufe  the  weak,  the  hungry  feed : 
From  the  gofpel 
Now  fupply  thy  people's  need. 
%  O  may  all  enjoy  the  bleffing  ; 

Which  thy  word's  defiorn'd  to  give, 
Let  us  ali,  thy  love  poffemng, 
Joyfully  the  truth  receive  ; 
And  for  ever 
To  thy  praife  and  glory  live. 

CCCLXIX.     i48th. 
BUr.d BartimeuSiTuvikt  xviii.  2>5 — 3^. 
I        QINFUL,  and  blind,  and  poor, 
O    And  loft  without  thy  grace, 
Thy  mercy  I  implore, 
And  wait  to  fee  thy  free : 
Begging  I  fit  by  the  way-fide, 
And  long  to  know  thee  crucify 'd. 
S   '    y*fitst  attend  my  cry, 

Thou  fon  of  David,  hear, 
If  now  thou  pafftfl  by. 
Stand  full  and  call  me  near; 
The  darknefs  from  my  heart  remove, 
And  (hew  me  now  thy  pardoning  love. 

N  2 


. 


3T0,  371.        worship. 
CCCLXX.  L.  M.  Coombs's  Tune.  Beddome- 
Thy  Kingdom  Go»ie^Ma.tX.  vi.  10. 

1  A   SCEND  thy  throne,  almighty  King, 
xjL   And  ipread  thy  glories  all  abroad; 
Let  thine  own  arm  falvation  bring, 
And  be  thou  known  the  glorious  God. 

2  Let  mil  ions  bow  before  thy  feat, 
Let  humble  mourners  feek  thy  face, 
Bring  daring  rtbels  to  thy  feet, 
Subdued  by  thy  victorious  grace. 

3  O  let  the  kingdoms  of  the  world 
Become  the  kingdoms  of  the  Lord; 
Let  faints,  and  angels  praife  thy  name, 
Be  thou  thro'  heaven  and  earjh  ador'd. 

CCCLXXI.     L.  M. 
Ezekiel's  Vifien  of  the  dry  Bones.  Ezek.  xxxvii.  3. 
I    T    OOK  down  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye  ; 

JL-J   See  Adams  race  in  ruin  lie  ; 

Sin  fpreads  its  trophies  o'er  the  ground, 

And  fcatters  fhughter'd  heaps  around, 
a   And  could  thefe  mouldering  corpfes  live  ? 

And  can  thefe  perifh'd  banes  revive  ? 

That  mighty  God,  to  thee  is  known ; 

That  wond'rous  work  is  all  thy  own. 

3  Thy  minifters  are  fent  in  vain 
To  prophefy  upon  the  flain ; 

In  vain  they  call,  in  vain  they  cry, 
Till  thine  almighty  aid  is  nigh. 

4  But  if  thy  Spirit  deign  to  breathe. 

Life  fpreads  thro'  all  the  realms  of  death  ; 
Dry  bones  obey  thy  powerful  voice;- 
They  move,  they  waken,  they  rejoice; 

5  So  when  thy  trumpet's  awful  found 

Shall  fhake  the  heavens  and  rend  th«  ground 
Dead  faints  fhall  f    n    their  tombs  arifc, 
And  fpring  to  life  .■        :d  the  ikies. 


HYMNS  AFTER  SERMON.  3/  2,73,74,75. 
HYMNS  AFTER  SERMON, 
CCCLXXTI.    jp;  M. 
The  Parable  of  the  Sower,  Mr.tt.  xiii.  ; — 23. 
I    V|OW,  Lord,  the  heavenly  feed  is  fown 
J»  ^3    Be  it  thy  fervants'  care. 
Thy  heavenly  bkinng  to  hi  ing  down, 
By  humble  fervent  prayer. 
1  In  vain  we  plant  without  thine  aid, 
And  water  too  in  vain  ; 
Lord  of  the  ha- veil ,  God.  of  grace, 
Send  down  thine heavenly  rain. 
3  Then  fhall  onr  cheerful  hearts  and  tongues 
Begin  this  fong  divine  ; 
"  Thou  Lord,  hail  given  the  rich  increafe, 
"  And  be  the  glory  thine." 
CCCLXX1II.     148th.     Newton. 

ON  what  has  now  been  fown,     ! 
Thy  bailing,  Lord,  bellow  ; 
The  power  is  thine  alone, 
To  make  it -fpring  aad  grow: 
Do  thou  the  gracious  harveft  raife, 
And  thou,  alone  fhalt  have  the  praife. 
CCCLXXIV.     T.  M. 
The  Spread  of  the  Goffel,  Matt.  vi.  1 «. 

1  npO  diftant  lands  the  goipel  fend, 

J.     And  thus  thy  empire  wide  extend: 
To  Gentile,  Turk,  and  Oubborn  Jew, 
Thou  King  of  grace!   faivaticn  fhew. 

2  Where'er  thy  fun,  or  light  arife, 
Thy  name  6  God  !  immwn  ize  : 
May  nations  yet  unborn  cenfefs, 

Thy  wifdom,   power  and  righteoufnefs. 
CCGLXXV.      CM. 
Duties  and Privi/eges,  Jutle  ?,0,  II. 
I   TTTHILE  Snriers,  who  prefume  to  bear 
VV     The  Chriftian's  facred  name, 
hrow  up  the  reins  to  every  lull, 


And  gory  in  their  fhame 


STo,STT.         worship. 

%  Ye  faints  preferv'd  in  Chrijl  and  call'd, 
Dcteft  their  impious  ways, 
And  on  the  bafis  of  your  faith 
An  heavenly  temple  raife. 

3  Upon  the  Spirit's  promis'd  aid 

Depend  from  day  to  day, 
And,  while  he  breathes  his  quickening  gale, 
Adore,  and  praife,  and  pray. 

4  Preferve  unquench'd  your  love  to  God, 

And  let  the  flame  arife, 
And  higher  and  Hill  higher  blaze, 
Till  it  afcends  the  Ikies. 

5  With  a  tranfporting  joy  expedt 

The  grace  your  Lord  thai)  give, 
When  all  his  faints  fhall  from  his  hands 
Their  crowns  of  life  receive. 
CCCLXXV1.     C.  M.     Toplady's  Collec, 

JVoiv  is  the  accepted  time. 
I    f~*i  OME,  guilty  fouls,  and  flee  away 
V>*  To  Chrif,  and  heal  your  wounds; 
This  is  the  welcome  gofpel-day 
Wherein  free  grace  abounds, 
a  God  lov'd  the  church,  and  gave  his  Son 
To  drink  the  cup  of  wrath  : 
And  Jefus  fays  he'll  caft  out  none 
That  come  to  him  by  faith. 
CCCLXXVII.     L.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

Acceptance  through  CHRIST  alone,  John  xiv.  6. 
I  TTOW  fhall  the  fons  of  men  appear, 

XJl  Great  God,  before  thine  awful  bar  ? 

How  may  the  guilty  hope  to  find 

Acceptance  with  th'  eternal  mind  ? 
a  Not  vows,  nor  groans,  nor  broken  cries, 

Not  the  moft  coftly  facrifice— 

Not  infant  blood  profufely  fpilt, 

Will  expiate  a  finner's  guilt. 

Thy  blood,  dear  Jefus,  thine  alont, 

Hath  fovereign  virtue  to  atone  ; 


HYMNS  AFTER  SERMON.    378,  79,  SO. 
Here  we  will  reft  our  only  plea 
When  we  approach,  great  God,  to  thee. 
CCCLXXVIII.     L.  M. 
Hab.  iii.  17,18. 

IS  Jefus  mine  !  I'm  now  prepar'd 
'I  o  meet  with  what  I  thought  moll  hard  ; 
Yes,  let  the  winds  of  trouble  blow, 
And  comforts  melt  away  like  mow  : 
No  blafted  trees  or  failing  crops, 
Can  hinder  my  eternal  hopes  ; 
Tho'  creatures  change,  the  Lord's  the  famej 
Then  let  me  triumph  in  his  name. 
CCCLXXIX.     7s.     Deptford  Tune. 
Help,  Hofea  xiii   9. 

SELF-deilroy'd,  for  help  I  pray  ; 
Help  me,  Saviour,  from  above, 
Help  me  to  be.ieve,  obey, 
He  p  me  to  repent,  and  love, 
Help  me  to  keep  the  graces  given, 
Help  me  quite  from  hell  to  heaven. 
CCCLXXX.     C.  M. 
Felix  trembling,  A6ts  xxiv.  24.  25, 

1  QEE  Felix,  c  oth'd  with  pomp  and  power, 
k3   See  his  refplendant  bride 

Attend  to  hear  a  prifoner  preach 
The  Saviour  crucify'd. 

2  He  well  defcribes  who  Jefus  was, 

His  glories  and  his  love, 
How  he  obey'd  and  bled  below, 
And  reigns  and  pleads  above. 

3  Felix  up  ftarts  and  trembling  cries, 

"  Go  for  this  time  away; 
"  I'll  hear  thee  on  thefe  points  again 
"  On  fome  convenient  day." 

4  Attention  to  the  words  of  life 

Let  Felix  thus  adjourn  ; 
lord,  let  us  make  thefe  folemn  truths, 
Our  firfl  and  laft  concern" 
N3 


A 


331,  oS2,  383.   worship. 

CCCLXZXI.     S.  M, 
Jabeis's  Prayer,  I  Chrnn.  iv.  9.  IG. 

1  "  f\  THAT  the  Lord  indeed 

\Jr  "  Would  me  his  fervant  blefs, 
"  From  every  evil  fhield  my  head, 
"And  crown  my  path  with  peace! 
%       "  Be  his  almighty  hand 

"  My  helper  and  my  gmde, 
"Till  with  his  faints  in  Canaan 's  land, 
"  My  portion  he  divide/' 

CCCLXXII.     C.  M. 

Pfalm  Ixxxiv.  8, 
j    T    ORD  God,  omnipotent  to  blefs, 
I   j   My  (application  hear  ; 
Guardian  of  Jacob,  to  my  voice 
Tnc  ine  thy  gracious  ear. 

2  If  I  have  never  yet  begun 

To  tread  the  facred  road, 
O  teach  my  wandering  feet  the  way, 
To  Zio-ni  b  eft  abode  ! 

3  Or  if  I'm  travelling  in  the  pa^h, 

Auiir  me  with  thy  ftrcngih, 
And  let  me  fwift  advances  make, 
Ar.d  reach  thine  heaven  at  ieHgth ! 

4  My  care,  my  hope,  my  firft  requeft, 

Are  ail  compns'd  in  this, 
To  follow  where  thy  faints  have  led, 
And  then  partake  their  blifs. 

CCCLXXXIII.     104th.     SuiTex  Tune. 
Praife  for  Salvation. 
1   /\SiU&  Saviour alone 
V>    The  Lord,  let  us  blefs, 
Who  reigns  on  his  throne, 
The  prince  of  our  peace  ; 


HYMNS  AFTER  SERMON.  38.4, 

Who  evermore  faves  us 

By  fhedding  his  blood  ; 
Ail  hail,  ho  y.Jefus, 

Our  Lord,  and  our  God  / 

2  We  thankfully  fing 

Ihy  glory  and  praife, 
Theu  merciful  fpring 

Of  pity  and  grace  : 
Thy  kindnefs  for  ever 

To  men  we  will  tell,  ■ 
And  lay,  our  dear  Saviour 

Redeems  us  from  hell. 

3  Preferve  us  in  love, 

While  here  we  abide  : 
O  never  remove 

]  hy  prefence,  nor  hide 
Thy  glorious  falvation, 

Till  each  of  us  fee 
With  joy  the  bleit  vifion 
Completed  in  thee ! 
CCCLXXXIV.     C.  M.     Boflon  Tune, 

Not  unto  us,  Pfalm  cxv.  I. 
"^  7  OT  unto  us,  but  thee  alone, 
J  Si     Bieft  Lamb,  be  glory  given  ! 
Here  fhall  thy  praifes  be  begun, 

And  carried  on  in  heaver. 
The  hofts  of  ipirits  now  with  thee 

Eternal  anthems  fing : 
To  imitate  them  here,  lo  !  wc 

Our  hallelujahs  bring. 
Had  we  our  tongues  like  them  infpir'd, 

Tike   heirs  our  fotlgs  fhouid  rife  ; 
Like  them  we  la-vcr  fhouid  be  tir'd, 

But  love  the  facrifice. 
Till  we  the  veil  of  flefb  lay  down, 

Accept  our  weaker  lays; 
And,  when  we  reach  thy  Father's  throne, 
YW  i  give  tfije'e  nobler  praife. 


385,386,387.   worship. 
CCCLXXXV.     8s.     Lock  Tune.     Hart. 
Our  God  /or  ever  and  ever,  Pfalm  xlviii.  1 4. 
I   HTHIS  Gcd  is  the  God,  we  adore, 

X     Our  faithful  unchangeable  friend  ; 
Whofe  leve  is  as  large  as  his  power, 
And  neither  knows  meafure  nor  end. 
%  'Tis  Jejut  the  firft  and  the  iaft, 

Whofe  Spirit  fhall  guide  us  fafe  home; 
We'll  praife  him  for  all  that  is  paft, 
And  truft  him  for  all  that's  to  come. 

CCCLXXXVI.     C.  M.     Newington  Tune. 
Cenmck- 
Christ  the  Burd-n  of  the  Song. 
1    r  i  "*HOU  dear  Redeemer,  dying  La/nb, 
X     We  love  to  hesr  of  thee  ; 
No  mufic's  like  thy  charming  name, 
Nor  ha  f  fo  fweet  can  be. 
a  O  iet  us  ever  hear  thy  voice, 
In  mercy  to  us  fpeak, 
And  in  our  Prieft  we  will  rejoice, 
-i  hou  great  Melchifedec. 

3  Our  Jefus  fhall  be  ftill  our  theme, 

While  in  this  world  we  flay, 

We'll  fing  our  yifu's  lovely  name, 

When  all  things  elfe  decay  : 

4  When  we  appear  in  yonder  cloud, 

With  all  thy  favor'd  throng, 
Then  will  we  fing  more  fweet,  more  loud, 
And  Chrijl  fhall  be  our  fong. 

CCCLXXXVII.     6.4.     Bermondfey  Tunc. 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 
I    /""N  LORY  to  God  on  high  ! 
VJT  Let  earth  and  fkies  reply  ; 

Praife  ye  his  name : 
His  love  and  grace  adore, 


HYMNS  AFTER  SERMON.       38* 
Who  all  our  forrows  bore  ; 
Sing  aloud  evermore, 
Worthy  the  Lamb. 

2  Jef"s,  our  Lord  and  God, 
Bore  fia's  tremendous  load, 

Praife.  ye  his  name  : 
Tell  what  his  arm  hath  done, 
What  fpoils  from  death  he  won  ; 
Sing  his  great  name  alone  ; 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 

3  Whi:e  they  arouud  the  throne 
Cheerfully  join  in  one, 

Praifing  his  name  : 
Thofe  who  have  felt  his  blood 
Sealing  their  peace  with  God, 
Sound  his  dear  fame  abroad, 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 

4  Join,  all  ye  ranfom'd  race, 
Our  holy  Lord  to  blefs; 

Praife  ye  his  name  : 
In  him  we  will  rejoice, 
And  make  a  joyful  noife, 
Shouting  with  heart  and  voice, 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 

5  What  tho'  we  change  our  place. 
Yet  we  fhall  never  ceafe 

Praife  ye  his  name  : 
To  him  our  fongs  we  bring, 
Hail  him  our  gracious  King, 
And  without  ceafing  fing, 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 

6  Then  let  the  hofts  above, 
In  realms  of  endlefs  love, 

Praife  his  dear  name  : 
To  him  rfcribed  be 
Honour  and  majefty, 
Thro'  all  eternity ; 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 


A 


388,389,390.  worship. 

CCCLXXXVIII.     L.   M.     Hart. 

At  Dlfmijfion. 
I    TXISMISS  us  with  thy  b  effing,  Lord, 

XJf    Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word, 

Ail  that  has  been  amifs,  forgive, 

And  let  thy  truth  within  us  live. 
2,  1  ho'  we  are  guilty,  thou  art  good, 

Wafh  all  our  works  in  Jefus  blood ; 

Give  every  fetter'd  foul  releafe, 

And  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace. 

CCCLXXXIX.     8.  7-  4-     Helmiley  Tune. 

The  fame. 
I    T    ORD,  difmifs  us  with  thy  bleffing, 
X-J  Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace  ; 
Let  us  each  thy  love  poffeffing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace  ; 
O,  refrefh  us! 

Travelling  thro'  this  wildernefs. 
a  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 
For  thy  gofpeTs  joyful  found, 
May  the  fruit  of  thy  falvation 

In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound ; 
May  thy  prefence 
With  us  evermore  be  found  ! 
3  So,  when'er  the  fignai's  given, 
Us  fiom  earth  to  call  away  ; 
Borne  on  an^ei's  wings  to  heaven, 

Glad  to  leave  our  cumbrous  elay, 
May  we  re  ciy, 
Rife  and  reign  in  endiefs  day! 
CCCXC.     C.  M. 
Sanftifitation  and  gt?u>th,  Hel>.  xiii.  %$ — 20. 
I     *v  ]  t) W  may  the  GWt>f  peace  and   ove, 
>\l    Who  from  the  imprifonin'g  grate, 
Wd  the  Shepherd  of  the  »'Wp, 


HYMNS   AFTER   SERMON.    391,   39$. 

2,  Thro'  the  rich  merits  of  that  blood, 
Whirh  he  on   Calvary  fpiit, 
To  make  the  eterna    covenant  Aire, 
On  which  our  hope?  are  built. 

3  Perfect  our  fouls  in  every  grace 

T'  accomp  ifh  all  his  wi  1, 
And  all  that's  pleafmg  in  hia  fight 
Infpire  us  to  fulfil  ! 

4  For  the  great  Mediator's  fake, 

We  every  blefling  pray  : 
With  glory  .et  his  name  be  crown'd 
1  hro'  heaven's  eterna  day ! 

C€CXCI.     L.  M. 

The  Peace  of  God  flail  keep,  &c.  Phil.  iv.  7. 
I  '  A  "'HE  peace  which  Goo' alone  reveals, 
A     And  by  his  word  of  grace  imparts, 

Which  only  the  believer  fee's, 

Direct  and  keep,  and  cheer  our  hearts ; 
2,  And  may  the  holy  Three  in  One, 

The  Father,  Word  and  Comforter^ 

Pour  an  abundant  bleffmg  down 

On  every  foul  affembled  here  ! 

CCCXCII.     8.  7.  Welfh.  Tune.     Newton\ 

May  the  Grace,  &C.  2  Cor.  xiii.  1 4. 
'AY  the  grace  of  Chrift  our  Saviour., 


M' 


And  the  Father's  bound. efs  love 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favour 
Reft  upon  us  from  above  ! 
Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 
With  each  other,  and  the  Lord : 
And  poffefs  in  fweet  communion 
Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 


■ 


393,  4,  5,  6,  7.  worship. 
DOXOLOGIES. 

CCCXCIIJ.     C.  M. 

TO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  GhoJI, 
Who  made  the  earth  and  heaven. 
Of  equal  dignity  poffeft, 
Be  equal  honours  given. 

CCCXCIV.     S.  M.     Bedbome, 
O  the  eternal  Three, 


1 


In  wili  and  effertte  One, 
Be  universal  homage  paid, 
Coequal  honours  dene. 

CCCXCV.     L.  M.     Bp.  Ken. 

PRAISE  Gcd  from  whom  all  bleflings  flow, 
Praife  him  all  creatures  here  below  ; 
Praife  him  above,  ye  heavenly  hoft, 
Praife  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Chofi. 

CCCXCVI.     104th. 

GIVE  glory  to  Gtd,  ye  children  of  men, 
And  publilh  abroad,  again  and  again, 
The  So/j\<  glorious  merit,  the  Father's  free  grace; 
The  gifts  of  the  Spirit,  to  Adam's  loft  race. 

CCCXCVII.     8.8.6.     Bentlet'sCou 

r  J^O  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
X     Be  praife  amid  the  heavenly  hoft, 

And  in  the  church  below;     , 
From  whom  all  creatures  drew  their  bfeath. 
By  whom  redemption  blefs'd  the  earth, 
.  from  whom  all  comforts  flow  ! 


THE  WORLD.  398. 

THE  WORLD. 

CCCXCVIH.     L.  M.     Blackmore. 

The  Vanity  of  earthly  Things. 

1  TT7  HAT  are  pofTeffions,  fame,  and  pewer, 

\  V     The  boafted  fplendor  of  the  great  ? 
What  gold,  which  dazzled  eyes  adore, 
And  feek  with  endlefs  toils  and  fweat  ? 
2.  Exprefs  their  charms,  declare  their  ufe, 
That  we  their  merit  may  defcry ; 
Tell  us  what  good  they  can  produce, 
Or  what  important  want  fupply  ? 

3  If,  wounded  with  the  fenfe  of  fin, 
To  them  for  pardon  we  fhould  pray, 
Will  they  reftore  our  peace  within  ; 
And  wafh  our  guilty  flains  away  ? 

4  Can  they  celeftial  life  infpire, 
Nature  with  power  divine  renew, 
With  pure  and  facred  tranfports  fire 
Our  bofoms,  and  our  luftsfubdue  ? 

5  Whea  with  the  pangs  of  death  we  ftrive, 
And  yield  al  comforts  here  for  loft, 
Will  they  fupport  us,  will  they  give 
Kind  fuccour,  wh  en  we  need  it  moft  ? 

4  When  at  th'  Almighty's  awful  bar 
To  hear  our  final  doom  we  ftand, 
Can  they  incline  the  Judge  to  fpare, 
Or  wreft  the  vengeance  from  my  head  ? 

?  Can  they  protect  us  from  defpair, 
From  the  dark  reign  of  death  and  hell, 
Crown  us  with  blifs,  and  throne  us  where 
The  juft,  in  joys  immortal  dwell  ? 

2  Sinners,  your  idols  we  defpife, 
If  thefe  reliefs  they  cannot  grant ; 
Why  fhould  we  fuch  delufions  prize, 
AttcTpkie  in  ever  lading  want  ? 


d 


399,  40Q.     the  would. 

CCCXCIX.     C.  M.  Da.  S.  Stennett. 
Vanity  of  the  World,  Pfalm  iv.  6. 
I    TN  vain  the  giddy  world  enquires, 
•i      Forgetful  of  their  God, 
"  Who  will  fupply  our  \aft  defires, 
"  Or  fhew  us  any  good  ?" 
%  Thro'  the  wide  circuit  of  the  earth 
Their  eager  wifhes  rove 
In  chafe  of  honor,  wealth  and  mirth, 
The  phantoms  of  their  love. 
3   But  oft  theft  fhadowy  joys  elude 
Their  moft  intenfe  purfuit : 
Or  if  they  Lize  the  fancied  good, 
There's  poifon  in  the  fruit 
4.  Lord,  from  this  .vorld  cail  off  my  love, 
Set  my  affections  right  : 
Eid  me  afpire  to  joys  above, 
And  walk  no  more  by  fight. 
5   O  let  the  giories  of  thy  face 
Upon  my  bofom  fhine  ; 
Affur  d  of  thy  forgiving  grace, 
My  joys  will  be  divine. 

CCCC.     C.  M.     Needham. 
TBi  rhb  Foelfuiprifcd,  Luke  xii.    1 6— 22. 

1  Tp| ELUDED  fou  s  !  \\  ho  think  to  find 
U    A  folid  blifs  below  • 

Blifs !  the  fair  flower  of  parad.Te, 
On  earth  can  never  grow, 

2  See  how  the  foo  ifh  wretch  is  p  eas'd 

T'  increafe  his  worldiy  ftore  ; 
Too  fcanty  now  he  finds  his  barns, 
And  covers  room  for  more. 

3  "  What  fhall  t  do  ?"  diftreft  he  cries; 

';  This  fcheme  will  I  parfue : 
«*  My  fcanjty  barns  fh;d  1 -now  come  down, 
i(  I'll  build  them  large  and  new. 


THE  WORLD.       401,402. 

"  Here  will  I  lay  my  fruits  and  bid 

"  My  foHi  to  take  ins  eafe  : 
"  Eat,  drink,  be  glad,  my  lafting  ftore 

"  Shall  give  what  joys  I  pleafe." 
Scarce  had  he  fpoke,  when  lo !  from  heaven 

The  Amighty  made  reply  : 
"  For  whom  doft  thou  provide,  thou  fool? 

"  This  sight  thyfelf  fliall  die." 
Teach  me,  my  God,  ali  earthly  joys 

Are  but  an  empty  dream: 
And  may  I  feek  my  blifs  alone, 

In  thee  the  good  fupreme ! 

CCCCI.     C-  M. 

The  whole  World  no  compenfation  for  the  lofs  cfoxc 
Soul,  Mark  viii.  $6, 

LORD,  fhall  we  part  with  gold  for  drofs, 
With  folid  good  for  fhow  ? 
Out-live  our  blifs,  and  mourn  our  lofs 

In  everlafting  woe  ? 
Let  us  not  lofe  the  living  God, 
For  one  fhort  dream  of  joy  : 
With  fond  embrace  cling  to  a  c'od, 
And  fling  ail  heaven  away. 
3   Vain  world,  thy  weak  attempts  forbear, 
We  all  thy  charms  defy  ; 
And  rate  our  precious  fouls  too  dear 
For  all  thy  wealth  te  buy. 

CCCCII.     L.  M.     Dr.Watts'sLykic. 

The  Fareiueil. 

DEAD  be  my  heart  to  all  be'ow, 
To  mortal  joys  and  mortal  cares; 
To  fenfual  blifs  that  charms  us  fo, 
Be  dark,  mine  eyes,  and  deaf,  my  ears. 
Lord,  I  renounce  my  carnal  tafxe 
Of  the  fair  fruit  that  miners  prize  : 
Their  paradife  fhall  never  wafte 
One  thought  of  mine,  b»t  to  defpifa. 


403.  THE  CHURCH. 

3  All  er,rth!y  joys  are  over-weigh'd 
With  mountains  of  vexatious  care  : 
And  where's  the  fvveet  that  is  not  iaid 
A  hait  to  fome  deftruclive  fnare  ? 

4  Begone,  for  ever,  mortal  things  ! 
Thou  mighty  mole-hill,  earth,  farewell ! 
Angels  afpire  on  lofty  wings, 

And  leave  the  globe  for  ant»  to  dwell. 

5  Come,  heaven,  and  fid  my  vaft  defires, 
My  foul  purfues  the  fovereign  good : 
She  was  ail  made  of  heavenly  fires, 
Nor  can  {he    ive  on  meaner  food. 

THE  GOftP  7L  CHURCH. 
CCCC1II.     C.  M. 

The  Church  defcribed ;  or,  the  Stability  and  Clory  of 
Sion,  Cant.  vi.  io. 

i    Q  AY  who  is  fne,  that  looks  ahroad 
O   Like  the  fweet  blufhing  dawn. 
When  with  her  living  light  fne  paints 
The  dew  drops  of  the  lawn  : 

2  Fair  as  the  moon,  when  in  the  fkies 

Serene  her  throne  lhe  guides, 
And  o'er  the  twink  ing  ltars  fupreme 
In  full  otb'd  glory  rides; 

3  Clear  us  the  fun,  when  fr.om  the  eafi 

Without  a  cloud  he  fprings, 
And  fcatters  boundlcfs  >ight  and  heat, 
From  his  refp  endent  wings: 

4  Tremendous' as  an  hoft  that  moves 

Majefiically  flow, 
With  banner.-  wide  difpby'd,  all  arm'd, 
A"!  ardent  for  the  foe  ! 

5  This  is  the  church  by  hi  avert  array'd, 
With  ftrength  and  grace  divine; 

Thus  flu  1  fbe  ftrike  her  fo.es  with  <^read, 
And  thus  her  glories  fliine, 


THE  CHURCH.       404,  405. 
CCCCIV,    L.  M.     Steele. 
The  Pre/ence  of  Christ  the  Joy  of  bis  Peeple. 

1  r~]"'HE  wondering  nations  have  belie' d 

X     The  facred  prophecy  fulfill 'd, 
And  angels  haii'd  the  giorious  morn, 
That  fhew'd  the  great  Meffiah  born  ; 

2  r'~  he  Prince  !  the  Saviour  !  long  defir'd, 
Whom  men  foretold,  by  heaven  infpir'd, 
And  raptur'd  faw  theblifsful  day 

Rife  o'er  ths  world  with  hea  ing  ray. 
5  Oft,  in  the  temples  of  his  grace, 
His  faints  beheld  his  milling  face  ; 
&  nd  oft  have  feen  his  glory  mine, 
With  power  and  majefty  divine  : 

4  But  foon,  alas  !  his  abfence  mourn, 
And  pray  and  wifh  his  kind  return : 
Without  his  life-infpiring  light, 
'Tis  all  a  fcene  of  g'oonry  night., . 

5  Come,deareft  Lord,  thy  chi'dren  cry, 
Our  graces  droop,  cur  comforts  die  ; 
Returq,  and  let  thy  glories  rife 
Again  to  our  admiring  eyes  ; 

6  Till  fil.'d  with  light,  and  joy,  and  "ove, 
Thy  courts  below  like  thofe  above 
Triumphant  halle  ujahs  rife, 

And  heaven  and  earth  refound  thy  praife. 
CCCCV.      C.  M.     Dr.  Doddrjdse, 

AJhing  the  Way  to  Sion,  Jer.  1.  5. 

1  TT'NQUIRE,  ye  pi  grims  for  the  way, 
JL^<  That  leads  to  Sion's  hill-; 

And  thither  fet  your  fteady  face, 
With  a  determin'd  will. 

2  Invite  the  ftrangers  all  around 

Your  pious  march  to  join  ; 
And  fpread  the  fentiments  you  feel 
Of  faith  and  love  divine. 

3  O  come,  and  to  his  temple  hafle. 

And  feek  his  favor  there ; 


406.  THE  CHURCH. 

Before  his  footftoo!  humbly  bow, 
And  pour  your  fervent  prayer  ! 
4  O  come,  and  join  your  fouls  to  God 
In  everlafting  bands, 
Accept  the  bleffings  he  beftows, 
With  thankful  hearts  and  hands. 
CCCCVf.     i48th.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
At  the  forming  a  Church. 
Ifa.  lvi.  6,  7,  Matt,  xxi,  13.  &  Eoh-  {l  i£_jf( 
I   f~*  REAT  Father  of  mankind, 
VJT  We  blefs  that  wondrous  grace 
Which  could  for  Gentiles  find  ' 

Within  thy  courts  a  p!ace  : 
How  kind  the  care 
Our  God  difplays, 
For  us  to  raife 
A  houfe  of  prayer  ! 
7,  Tho'  once  eftranged  far, 

We  now  approach  the  throne ; 
For  Jefus,  brings  us  near, 
And  makes  our  caufe  his  own  : 
Strangers  no  more, 
1  o  thee  we  come, 
And  find  our  home, 
And  reft,  fecure. 

3  To  thee  our  fouls  we  join, 
And  love  thy  facred  name  ; 
No  more  our  own,  but  thine, 
We  triumph  in  thy  claim  ; 

Our  Father  King, 
Thy  covenant  grace 
Our  fouls  embrace, 
r  by  titles  fing. 

4  Here  in  thy  houfe  we  feaft 
On  dainties  all  divine; 

And,  while  fuch  fweets  \vc  tafie, 
With  joy  our  faces  fhine  ; 


THE  CHURCH.  407. 

Incenfe  {hah  rife    • 

From  flames  of  love, 

/.  nd  God  approve 

The  facriflce. 
3  May  all  the  nations  throng 
To  worfhip  in  thy  lioufe  ; 
And  thou  attend  the  fong, 
And  fmie  upon  their  vows; 

Indu  gent  ftill, 

Tit!  each  ccnfpire 

To  join  the  choir 

On  Zions  hill. 

CCCCVII.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

The  Infitution  of  a  Go/pel  Minifier  from  CHRIST. 
Eph.iv.  8,  II,  I2» 

I  "p  ATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  houfa 
jl     Smiie  on  our  homage,  and  our  vows ; 
While  with  a  grateful  heart  we  fhare 
Thefe  pledges  of  our  Saviour's  care. 

3  The  Saviour,  when  to  heaven  he  rofe 
In  fplendid  triumph  o'er  his  foes, 
Scattered  his  gifts  on  men  below, 
And  wide  his  royal  bounties  flow. 

3  Hence  fprung  th'  apoflles  honor'd  name, 
Sacred  beyond  heroic  fame  ; 

In  lowlier  forms  to  blefs  our  eyes, 
Pafors  from  hence,  and  teachers  rife. 

4  From  Cbrijt,  their  varied  gifts  derive, 
And  fed  by  Cbrijl,  their  graces  live  : 
Whi'e,  guarded  by  his  potent  hsna, 
'Midft  all  the  rage  of  hell  chey  ltand. 

5  So  fha'l  the  bright  fuccefiion  run 
Thro,  the  laft  courfes  of  the  fun  ; 
While  unborn  churches  by  their  care 
Shall  rife  and  flounih  large  and  fair. 

6  Jefus,  our  Lord,  their  hearts  fhall  know, 
The  ipring,  whence  all  thefe  bleflings  flo\x 
Paftors  and  people  fhout  his  praife 

Thro'  the  long  round  of  cndlefs  days  Jl* 


408,  409.       THE  CHURCH. 
CCCCVIII.     L.  M. 

On  fending  a  Member  into  the  Work  of  the  Mini' 

fry* — Ifaiah's    Obedience   to    the   heavenly    Vifton, 

Ifaiah  vi.  8. 

i  /^\UR  Goiafcends  his  lofty  throne, 
V_y  Array 'd  in  majefty  unknown  ; 
His  luftre  all  the  temple  fills, 
Andfpreads  o'er  all  th'  ethereal  hills, 

a  The  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 
By  all  the  feraphim  ador'd, 
And,  while  they  ftand  beneath  his  feat, 
They  veil  their  faces,  and  their  feet. 

3  Lord,  how  can  finfulJips  proclaim 
The  honours  of  fo  great  a  name  ? 
O  for  thine  altar's  glowing  coal 
To  touch  his  lips,  to  fire  his  foul ! 

4  Then,  if  a  meffenger  thou  afk 
A  labourer  for  the  hardefl  talk, 
Thro'  all  his  weaknefs  and  his  fear 
Love  fhall  reply, "  Thy  fervant'shere." 

j  Nor  let  his  willing  foul  complain, 
Tho'  every  effort  feem  in  vain  ; 
It  ample  recompence  fhall  be, 
But  to  have  wrought,  O  God,  for  thee. 
CCCCIX.     L  .  M.  Dr.  Doddridge. 

Seeking  DireBon  in  the  Choice  of  a  Pafer, 
I   Q  HEPHERD'of  Ifrael,  bend  thine  ear, 

O  Thy  fervant's  groans  indulgent  hear ; 

Perplex'd,  diftrefs'd,  to  thee  we  cry, 

And  feek  the  guidance  of  thine  eye. 
%  Send  forth,  O  Lord,  thy  truth  and  Hght, 

To  guide  our  doubtful  footfleps  right ; 

Our  drooping  hearts,  O  God,  fuftain, 

Nor  let  us  ftek  thy  face  in  vain. 

*  Vfuns  m  any other  occafi0n>  "  *"s> "  'n  *&e  ^nc 

laf  verfet,  may  be  exchanged  for,  "  my." 


ORDINATION'.        410,411. 

Reiurn,  In  ways  of  peace  return, 
Nor  Jet  thy  flock  neglected  mourn  ; 
May  our  bleit  eyes  a  fhepherd  fee, 
Dear  to  our  fouls,  and  dear  to  thee  ! 

CCCCX.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Watching  for  Souls.   An  Ordir.atian  Hymn, 
Heb.  xiii.  17. 

LET  Sion's  watchmen  all  awake 
And  take  the  alarm  they  give; 
Now  let  them,  from  the  mouth  of   Ged, 

Their  awful  charge  receive, 
'Tis  not  a  caufe  of  fmai'  import, 

The  paftor's  care  demands  ; 
But  what  might  fill  an  angel's  heart, 

And  fill'd  a  Saviour's  hands, 
They  watch  for  fouls,  for  which  the  Lord 

Did  heavenly  blifs  forego ; 
For  fou's,  which  muft  for  ever  live, 

In  raptures,  or  in  woe. 
All  to  the  gr.eae  tribunal  haft*, 

Th'  account  to  render  there  ; 
And  fhouldil  thou  ftridly  mark  our  fau'ts, 

Lord)  where  mould 'we  appear  ! 
May  they,  that  jcfus  whom  they  preach, 

Their  oiun  Redeemer  fee , 
And  watch  thou  daily  o'er  their  fouls, 

That  they  may  watch  for  thee. 

CCCCXI.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

The  gcednsfs  of  God  acknowledged  in  giving  Paflors 

after  his  otvn  heart,  Jer.  iii.  15*. 

At  the  fetilement  of  a  Miuijler. 

SHEPHERD  of  Jfrael,  thou  doft  keep 
With  conftant  care,  thy  humble  fheep  ; 
By  thee  inferior  paftor's  rife 
T©  feed  our  fou's,  and  blefs  our  eyes, 
*  Se£  Hymn  ccccvii.  and  AJfociation  Hymns,  ■ 

o 


412.  THE  CHURCH. 

a  Tq  al'  thy  churches  fucb  impart, 
Model'd  by  thy  own  gracious  heart; 
Whofe  courage,  watchfunefs  and  love 
Men  may  atteft,and  God  approve. 

3  Fed  by  their  atftive  tender  care, 
Healthful  may  al!  thy  flieep  appear  ; 
And,  by  their  fair  examp'e  led, 
The  way  to  Ziens  pafture  tread  ! 

4  Here  haft  thou  liftened  to  our  vows, 
And  fcattered  bleffings  en  thy  houfe  ; 
Thy  faints  are  fuccor'd,  and  no  more 
As  fheep  without  a  guide  dep'ore. 

£   Completely  heal  each  former  ftroke, 
And  blefs  the  fhepherd  and  the  flock; 
Confirm  the  hopes  thy  mercie?  raife, 
And  own  this  tribute  of  our  praife. 

CCCCXII.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge, 

Christ's  Care  of  Minijlers  and  Ghurchtst 
Rev.  ii.  i 
I   "\X  7'E  blefs  the  eternal  fource  of  light, 
V  V     Who  makes  the  ftars  to  fhine  ; 
And,  thro'  this  dirk  beclouded  world, 
Diffufeth  rays  divine. 
a  We  blefs  the  churches  fovereign  King, 
Whofe  golden  lamps  we  are  ; 
Fix'd  in  the  temples  of  his  love 
[  o  fhuie  with  radiance  ;air. 

3  Still  "be  our  purity  preferv'd; 

Still  fed  with  oil  the  flame  ; 
And  in  deep  characters  infci'b'd 
Cur  heavenjy  mafter's,  name. 

4  Then  while  between  our  rnnki  he  wa'ks 

,1  al!  our  ftate  furveys, 
Hi-  fmiles  fha  1  with  new  luftre  deck 
1  he  peop  e  of  his  praife. 


THE   CHURCH.  41  o. 

CCCCXIII.      L.  M. 
On  the  dangerous  IlLiefs  of  a  JM'wlfer. 

OTHOU,  before  whofe  gracious  throne, 
We  bow  cur  fupp  iant  fpirit  down, 
View  the  fad  breaft,  the  ftreaming  eye, 
And  let  our  forrows  pierce  the  iky. 

\  Thou  know'ft  the  anxious  cares  we  feel, 
And  all  our  trembling  lip;  would  tell 
Thou  only  canft  affuage  our  grief, 
And  yield  our  woe-fraught  heart  relief. 

5  Tho*  we  have  fmn'd  and  juftly  dread 
The  vengeance  hovering  o'er  our  head ; 
Yet,  Power  benign,  thy  fervant  fpare, 
Nor  turn  afide  thy  people's  prayer. 

%  Avert  thy  fwift  descending  ftroke, 
Nor  fmite  the  Ihepherd  of  the  flock, 
Left  o'er  the  barren  wafte  we  ftray, 
To  prowling  wo  ves  an  eafy  prey-. 

5  Reftore  him  finking  to  the  grave. 
Stretch  out  thine  arm,  make  hafte  to  fave  ; 
Back  to  our  hopes  and  v\  ifh*s  give, 

And  bid  our  friend  and  father  live. 

6  Bound  to  each  foul  by  tendercft  ties, 
In  every  breaft  his  image  lies ; 
Thy  pitying  aid,  O  God,  impart, 

Nor  rend  him  from  e-.:ch  bleeding  heart. 

7  Yet  if  our  Tuppiications  fail, 

And  prayers  and  tears  can  naught  prevail, 
Condemu'd  on  this  dark  defart  coaft, 
To  mourn  our  much-fdv'd  leader  oft  : 

8  Be  thcu  his  ftrength,  be  thou  his  ftay, 
Support  him  thro'  the  gloomy  way, 
Comfort  his  foul,  iurreund  his  bed, 
And  guide  him  thro'  the  dreary  fhad-s. 

9  Around  him  may  thy  angels  wait-, 
Deck'd  wuh  their  robes  of  heaven  v  fla 
To  teach  his  happy  futil  to  rife, 
A«d  waft  him  to  his  native  Ikies. 


414,  415.  THj-  church. 

CCCCX1V.     C.  M. 
At  a  Mhiijlers  leaving  his  People. —  Paul's  farewell 

Charge.  Acts  XX.  z€,  27. 
I   TT7HEN  Pau!  was  parted  irom  his  friend*, 
V V      It  was  a  weeping  day; 
But  Jeftts,  made  them  all  amends, 
And  wip'd  their  tears  away. 
fl  In  heaven  they  meet  again  with  joy 
(Secure  no  more  to  part) 
Where  praifes  every  tongue  employ, 
And  pleafure  fi.ls  each  heart. 

3  Thus  all  the  preachers  of  his  grace 

Their  chi  dren  foon  fiiall  meet ; 
Together  fee  their  Saviour's  face, 
And  worfhip  at  his  feet. 

4  Bat  they  who  heard  the  word  in  vain, 

Tho'  oft  and  p  ainly  warn'd  ; 
Will  tremh'e  when  they  meet  again 
ri  he  miniftcrs  they  fcorn'd. 

5  On  your  own  heads  your  blood  will  fall, 

If  any  perifhhere ; 
1  he  preachers  who  have  told  you  all, 
Shall  (land  approv'd  and  clear. 

6  Yet  Lord,  to  five  themfelves  alone 

Is  not  their  utmoft  view  ; 
O  !  hear  their  prayer,  thy  meffagc  own, 
And  fave  their  hearers  too. 

CCCCXV.     L.  M. 
The  People's  Prayer  for  their  Minifer. 
I   'TT7'ITH  heavenly  power,  O  Lor4\  defend 
V  V     Him  whom  we  now  to  tl.ee  commend; 
His  perfon  blefs,  his  foul  feenre. 
And  make  him  to  the  end  endure. 
Gird  him  with  all-fufficienc  gi  ace, 
Direct  his  feet  in  paths  of  peace; 
"hy  truth  and  faithfulntfs  fulfil 
aid  help  him  to  obey  thy  will. 


THE  CHURCH.      416,  417. 
Before  him  thy  protection  fend; 
O  love  him,  fave  him  to  the  end! 
Nor  let  him,  as  thy  pilgrim,  rove 
Without  the  convoy  of  thy  love. 
Enlarge,  enflame,  and  fill  his  heart, 
In  him  thy  mighty  power  exert ; 
That  thoufands  yet  unborn  may  praife 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  grace. 
CCCCXVL     L.  M.     Dr.  Gibbons. 
The  Pajiors  V/ifi  for  his  People*,  Phil,  iv,  I. 
brethren,  from  my  heart  belov'd, 


MY, 


My  prefent  joy  my  future  crown, 
The  word  of  exhortation  hear. 
a  Stand  faft  upon  the  folid  rock, 
Of  the  Redeemer's  righteoufnefs, 
Adorn  the  gofpel  with  your  lives, 
And  pra&ife  what  your  lips  profefs. 

3  With  pleafure  meditate  the  hour, 
When,  he  defcending  from  the  fkiee, 
Shall  bid  your  bodies,  mean  and  vile, 
In  his  a:l-g'orious  image  rife, 

4  Glory  in  his  dear,  honor' d  name, 
To  him  inviolably  cleave  ; 

Your  a  1  he  purchas'd  by  his  blnod, 
Nor  let  him  lefs  than  all  receive. 

5  Such  is  your  paftor's  faithful  charge, 
Whofe  foul  defires  n»f  your's  but  you, 
O  may  he  at  the  Lord's  right-hand, 
Himfelf  and  ill  his  people  view  ! 

CCCCXVII.    L.  M. 

At  a  Choice  of  Deacons,  I  Tim.  Hi.  8 — %%. 
I   TT'AIR  Sion's  King,  we  fuppHant  bow, 

JL      And  hail  the  grace  thy  church  enjoys  ; 

Her  holy  deacons  are  thy  own,  , 

With  all  the  gifts  thy  love  employs. 

*  Given  out  at  Dr.  Gibbons's  meeting-hcufc,  *fuly 
21,  1782  i  ivhen  the  place  ivas  to  be  Jhui  up  fo)  re- 
pair, o  % 


413.  THE 

2  Up  t*  thy  throne,  we  lift  our  eyes, 
For  blefTui£s  to  attend  our  choice*. 
Of  fuch  whofe  generous,  prudent  zeal 
Shall  make  thy  favor'd  ways  rejoice. 

3  Happy  in  Jcfus  their  own  Lord, 
May  they  his  facrcd  table  fpread, 
The  tab'e  of  their  paftor  fill, 
And  fil'  the  holy  poor  with  bread  ! 

4  [When  paftor,  faints,  and  poor  they  ferve, 
May  pheir  own  heartswith  grace  be  crown"  d  ? 
While  patience,  fympathy,  and  joy 
Adorn,  and  thro'  their  *ives  abound. 

5  By  pureft  love  to  Chrif,  and  truth, 
O  may  they  win  a  good  degree 
Of  boldnefs  in  the  chriftian  faith, 
And  meet  the  fmi  e  of  thine  and  thee  ! 

6  And  when  the  work  to  them  affign'd— 
The  work  of  love  is  fully  done, 

Call  them  from  ferving  tables  here, 
To  fit  around  thy  glorious  throne. 

CCCCXIX.     8.  7.     Carlifle  Tune. 
Glorious  Things  fftoken  of  Z ion,  the  City  of  GOB, 
Ifaiah  xxxiii.  2C,  21. 

1  /""N  LORIOUS  things  of  thee  are  fpokeu, 
\JX   Zion,  city  of  our  God  ! 

He,  whofe  word  cannot  be  bioken, 
Form'd  thee  for  his  own  abode ; 
On  the  rock  of  ages  founded, 
What  can  fhake  thy  fure  repofe  ? 
With  falvation's  walls  furrounded 
Thou  may'ft  fmi'e  at  all  thy  foes. 

2  [See!  the  ftrcams  of  living  waters 
Spri»ging  from  cterna'  love, 

Wei'  fupp'y  thy  fons  and  daughters, 

And  ad  fear  of  want  remove: 
tflmZIfthis  Hymn  be  fang  lefori  the  choice,  then  fil 
ficond  line  ofthefcond-jcrf:  may  fetid  thus, 

"  For  wifdom  to  dire  (it  our  choice," 


GLORY  PREDICTED.  419. 

Who  can  fain:  whi  e  fuch  a  river 
Ever  flows  their  tliirft  t'affuage  ? 
Grscs,  vhi'h  like  the  Lord  the  giver, 
Never  fai.';  from  age  to  age. 

2   Round  eech  habitation  hovering 
See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear  ! 
For  a  g  ory  and  a  covering, 
Shewing  that  the  Lord  is  near : 
Thus  deriving  from  their  banner 
Light  by  night  and  made  by  day; 
Safe  they  feed  upon  the  manna 
Which  he  gives  them  when  they  pray  ] 

4  Bleft  inhabitants  of  Zi<^n, 

WaftYd  in  the  Redeemer's  b!ood  ! 
JcfuS)  whom  their  fouls  rely  on, 
Makes  them  kings  and  priefts  to  God : 
'Tis  his  love  hie  people  raifes 
Over  felt"  to  reign  as  kings, 
And  as  priefls,  his  folemn  praifes 
Each  for  a  thank-offering  brings. 

|   Saviour,  if  ca  Zior/scity 
I  thro'  grace  a  member  am ; 
Iiet  the  world  deride  or  pity, 
I  v/iil  glory  in  thy  name: 
Fading  is  the  worldling's  p'eafure, 
Al   his  boafted  pomp  and  ihow  ! 
Solid  joys  and  afting  treaiure, 
None  but  Zion's  children  know. 

cccc> :ix.     c.  m. 

The  Increafe  of  the  Church  promifed  and pleaded. 
Ffa  m  ii.  8. 
I  "p  AT  HER,  is  not  thy  promife  p.edg'd 
Jl     To  thine  exalted  Son, 
That  thro'  the  nations  of  the  eartrr 
Thy  word  ofiife  fhal ''  run  ? 
%  "  Afk,.and  I  give  the  heathen  lands 
"  For  thine  inheritance, 
t(  ^.nd  to  the  woiid'.>rtmoteft  fhore9 
J*  Thine  empire  fhall  advance," 


, 


420.  THE  CHURCH  s 

3  Haft  thou  not  faid  the  blinded  J^its 

Shall  their  Redeemer  own  ; 
While  Gentiles  to  his  ftandard  crowd, 
And  bow  before  his  throne  ? 

4  [When  mall  th'  untutor'd  Indian  tribes* 

A  dark  bewilder'd  race, 
Sit  down  at  our  ImmanueVs  feet, 
And  learn  and  feel  his  grace.] 

5  Are  not  all  kingdoms,  tribes  and  tongue*, 

Under  th'  expaufe  of  heaven, 
To  the  dominion  of  thy  Son, 
Without  exemption  given  ? 

6  From  eaft  to  weft,  from  north  to  foutfc, 

Then  be  his  name  ador'd  ! 
Europe,  with  all  thy  mil  ions,  fhout 
Hofannabs  to  thy  Lord  ! 

7  Afia  and  Africa,  refound 

From  more  to  fhore  his  fame  : 
And  thou,  America,  in  fongs 
Redeeming  love  proclaim! 

CCCCXX.       C.  M. 
Prayer  for  Mijftonaries . 
I    /^1  REAT  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth 
VJT  Are  by  creation  thine ; 
And  in  thy  works  by  all  beheld, 
Thy  radiant  glories  mine, 
a  But,  Lord,  thy  greater  love  hasfent 
Thy  gofpel  to  mankind, 
Unveiling  what  rich  ftores  of  grace 
Are  treafur'd  in  thy  mind. 

3  Lord,  when  fhal  thefe  glad-tidings  fpread 

The  fpacious  earth  around, 

Till  every  tribe,  and  every  foul 

Shall  hear  the  joyful  found : 

4  O  when  fha  1  Afric'e  fable  fons. 

Enjoy  the  heavenly  word, 
■,        And  vaffals  long  enfiav'd  become 
IfcfcThe  fre«men  of  the  Lord? 

5  When  fhall  th'  untutor'd  heathen  tribt, 
**£&  dark  bewilder'd  race. 


GLORY  PRAYED  FOR.  421. 

Sit  down  at  our  ImmanueVs  feet, 

And  learn  and  fee  his  grace  ? 
Hafte,  fovereign  mercy,  and  transform 

Their  crue  ty  to  love; 
Soften  the  tyger  to  a  lamb, 

The  vulture  to  a  dove  ! 
Smile,  lord,  on  each  divine  attempt 

'i  o  fpread  the  gofpel's  rays, 
And  huild  on  fin's  demolifh'd  throne 

ri  he  temp'es  of  thy  praife  ! 

CCCCXXI.    L.  M. 

Longing  for  the  latter  Day  Glory. 
OW  many  years  has  man  been  driven 


'H 


Far  off  from  happinels  and  heaven  ? 
When  writ  thox$  gracious  Lord,  reflore 
Thy  wandering  church,  to  roam  no  more  ? 
a   Six  thoufand  years  are  nearly  paft 
Since  Adam  from  thy  fight  was  caft  % 
And  ever  fince,  his  fa  len  race, 
From  age  to  age  are  void  of  grace, 

3  When  will  the  happy  trump  proclaim 
The  judgment  of  the  martyr'd  Lamb  ? 
When  fhail  the  captive  troops  be  free, 
And  keep  th'  eterna;  Jubilee! 

4  Haften  it,  Lord,  in  every  land, 

Send  thou  thine  ange's  and  command  j 
"Go  found  deliverance;  loud.y  blow 
"  Salvation  to  thy  faints  below  !" 

5  We  want  to  have  the  day  appear! 
The  promis'd  great  fabbatic  year, 
When,  far  from  grief,  and  fin,  and  hell, 
Ifrael  in  ceafelefs  peace  fhall  dwell. 

6  Till  then,  we  wi  1  not  let  thee  reft, 
Thou  ftil!  fhalt  hear  our  ftrong  requeft  3 
And  this  our  daily  prayer  fhall  be, 
£*n/,  found  the  trump  of  Jubi'ee. 

o  3 


422,  423.      THE  CHURCH. 

CCCCXXII.     112th. 
Gentiles  Praying  for  Jews,  Rom.  xi.  I,  Z,  25,  2.6. 
i  T^AT-HER  of  faithful  Abra'm  hear, 
-L      Our  earneft  fuit  for  Abram's  feed  ; 
Juftly  they  claim  the  foftefr.  prayer 

From  us  adopted  in  their  ftead  : 
Who  mercy  thro'  their  fall  obtain, 
And  Chrijl  by  their  rejection  gain. 

2  Outcafh  from  thee,  and  fcatter'd  wide 

Thro'  every  nation  under  heaven, 
Blafpheming  whom  they  crucify'd, 

Unfav'd  unpity'd,  unforgiv'n : 
Branded  like  Cain,  they  bear  their  load, 
Abhor' d  of  men,  and  curs'd  of  God. 

3  But  haft  thou  finally  forfook, 

For  ever  caft  thy  owji  away  ? 
Wilt  thou  not  bid  the  murderers  look 

On  him  they  piere'd,  and  weep  and  pray  ? 
Yes  gracious  Lord,  thy  word  is  paft  : 
"  All  Ifrael  fhall  be  fav'd  at  lalt." 

4  Come  then,  thou  great  deliverer,  come; 

The  veil  from  Jacob's  heart  remove, 
Receive  thy  ancient  people  home, 

That  quicken  *d  by  thy  dying  ove, 
The  world  may  their  reception  view, 
And  fhout  to  God  the  glory  due. 

ASSOCIATIONS— OR,  GENERAL  MEET- 
ING OF  CHURCHES  AND  MINISTERS.* 

CCCCXXIII.     C  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Spiritual  Affociai':r»is  regijleredin  heaven ;  or,  God's 
gracious  Approbation  of  aclive  Attempts  to  revive 
Religion,  Mai.  iii.  1 6,  1 7. 

I   '""1  'HE  Lord  on  mortal  worrns  looks  down 
X     From  his celcftial  throne; 

*  See  alfo  Hymns  403—406,  4*4 — 4*** 


ASSOCIATIONS.  424. 

And  when  the  wicked  fwarfti  around, 

He  well  decerns  his  own. 
He  fees  the  tender  hearts  that  mourn 

'i  he  feandals  of  the  times  ; 
And  join  their  efforts  to  oppofe 

The  wide  prevailing  crimes. 
Low  to  the  focial  hand  hebow* 

His  ftil  -attentive  ear  : 
And  whiie  his  angels  how  arourtd, 

Delights  their  voice  to  hear. 
The  chronicles  of  heaven  fhall  keep 

i  heir  words  in  tranfeript  fair  ; 
In  the  Redeemer's  book  of  life 

Their  names  recorded  are. 
tl  Yes,  (faith  the  Lord)  the  world  fhall  know 

"  3  hefe  humb'e  fouls  are  mine; 
"  Thefe,  when  my  jewels  I  produce, 

"  Shall  in  full  luftre  fhine. 
"  When  deluge  of  fiery  wrath 

**  My  foes  away  fhail  bear, 
"  That  hand  which  ftrikes  the  Tricked  thro' 

"  Sha  1  al   my  children  fpare." 

CCCCXXIV.     L.  M.     B.Francis. 
Minijlen  abounding  in  the  Work  of  the  LoRB. 

BEFORE  try  th*one,  eternal  King, 
Thy  miuiftfrs  their  tribute  bring, 
Their  tribute  of  united  praife 
For  heavenly  news  and  peaceful  days." 
Wt-  ling  the  conquefts  of  thy  fword, 
And  pubiifh  loud  thy  heabng  word: 
While  angel-  found  thy  glorious  name, 
1  hy  faying  grace  our  lips  proclaim. 
1  hy  various  fervice  we  eiteem 
Our  fv/eet  employ,  our  blifsfupreme  ; 
And  while  we  feel  thy  heavenly  love, 
We  burn  iike  feraphim  above. 
Nor  feraphs  there  can  ever  raife 
With  us  an  equal  fong  of  praife; 


[<25.  THE  CHURCH. 

They  are  the  noblefl  work  of  GoJ, 
But  we,  the  purchafe  of  his  blood, 
Still  in  thy  work  would  we  abound  ; 
StHl  prune  the  vine,  or  plough  the  ground  : 
Thy  fhecp  with  wholefome  pafturc  feed, 
And  watch  them  with  unwearied  heed. 

>  Thou  art  our  Lord,  our  life,  our  >ovc, 
Our  care  below,  and  crown  above; 
Thy  praife  fliall  be  our  beft  employ, 
Thy  prefehec  our  eternal  joy. 
CCCCXXV.     C   M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Love/I  thou  me  ?  feed  my  Lambs,  John  xxi.  15. 

DO  not  I  love  thee,  l)  my  Lad? 
Behold  my  heart,  and  fee; 
And  turn  each  curfed  idol  out, 
That  dares  to  rival  thee. 
t  Do  not  I  love  thee  from  my  foul  ? 
Then  let  me  nothing  love  ; 
Dead  be  my  heart  to  every  joy, 
'  When  Jefus,  cannot  move. 
3   Is  not  thy  name  melodious  ftili 
To  mine  attentive  car  ? 
Doth  not  each  pulfe  with  pleafure  bound 
My  Saviour's  voice  to  hear  ? 
$  [Haft  thou  a  'amb  in  all  thy  flock, 
I  would  difdain  to  feed  ? 
Haft  thou  a  foe,  before  whofe  face 
I  fear  thy  caufe  to  plead  ? 
c   Would  not  mine  ardent  fpirit  vie 
Wiih  angels  round  the  throne, 
To  execute  thy  facred  will, 
And  make  thy  glory  known  ? 

6  Would  not  my  heart  pour  forth  its  blood 

In  honour  of  thy  name  ? 
And  ch*  lenge  the  cold  hand  of  death 
L,„    To  damp  th'  immortal  flame  ?] 

7  Thou  know'ft  I  love  thee  deareft  Lord, 

But,  O  !  I  long  to  foar 


ASSOCIATIONS,      425,42*. 
Fat  from  the  iphere  of  mortal  joys, 
And  learn  to  love  thee  more* 
CCCCXXVI.    L.  M.     Beddome. 

Prayer  for  MiniJrerS, 

FATHER,  of  mercies,  bow  thine  ear, 
Attentive  to  oar  earneft  prayer  ; 
We  plead  for  thole  who  plead  for  thee, 
Succefsful  pleaders  may  they  be  ! 
How  great  their  work,  how  vaft  their  charge? 
Do  thou  their  anxious  fouls  enlarge  ; 
Their  beft  acquirements  are  our  gain, 
We  fhare  the  bleffings  they  obtain. 
Clothe  then  with  energy  divine 
Their  words,  and  let  thoie  words  be  thine; 
To  them  thy  facred  truth  reveal, 
Supprels  their  fear,  inflame  their  zeal. 
Teach  them  to  fow  the  precious  feed, 
Teach  them  thy  chofen  flock  to  feed  : 
Teach  them  immortal  fouls  to  gain- 
Souls  that  will  well  reward  their  pain. 
Let  thronging  multitudes  around, 
Hear  from  their  lips  the  joyful  found  5 
In  humble  itrains  thy  grace  implore, 
And  feel  thy  new-creating  power. 
1  Let  finners  break  their  mafly  chains, 
Diftreffed  fouls  forget  their  pains  ; 
Let  light  thro'  diftant  realms  be  fpreadj 
And  Zion  rear  her  drooping  head. 

CCCCXXVJI.     8.  7.  4-    Altered  by 
Ryland  Jun« 
Prayer  for  a  Revival 
QAVIOUR,  vifit  thy  plantation, 
O  Grant  ns  Lord,  a  gracious  rain  \ 
All  will  come  to  defolation, 

Un'.efs  thou  return  again  : 
Lord,  revive  us, 
All  our  help  mull  come  from  the?, 


A 


427.  THE   CHURCH. 

2  Keep  no  longer  at  a  diftance 

Shine  upon  us  from  on  high; 
Left,  for  want  of  thine  affiftance, 

Every  plant  fhould  droop  and  die ;  Lord  &c. 

3  Surely  once  thy  garden  flourifii'd 

Every  part  look'd  gay  and  green  ; 
Then  thy  word  our  fpirit's  BouriftVd, 

Happy  feafons  we  have  feen  !        Lord,  &c. 

4  [But  a  drought  has  fince  fucceeded, 

And  a  fad  decline  wc  fee  : 
Lord,  thy  help  is  greatly  needed, 

Help  can  only  come  from  thee  :  Lord,  Ice. 

5  Where  are  thoie  we  counted  leaders, 

Fiil'd  with  zea!  and  love,  and  truth  ? 
Old  profeffors,  rail  as  cedar6, 

Bright  cxampes  to  our  youth  !     Lord,  &c. 

6  Some  in  whom  we  once  delighted, 

We  fhall  meet  no  more  below, 
Some,  alas !  we  fear  are  blighted, 

Scarce  a  fingle  leaf  they  fhow  :      Lord  See. 
j   Younger  plants — the  fight  how  pleafant, 
Corer'd  thick  with  bloffoms  ftood; 
But  they  caufe  us  grief  at  prefent, 
Frcfts  have  ninp'd  them  in  the  bud !  Lord,&.c. 
X  Deareft  Saviour,  haiten  hither, 

Thou  canft  make  them  bloom  again  ; 
Oh,  permit  them  not  to  wither, 

Let  not  all  our  hopes  be  vain  :     Lord,  tec. 
m  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent, 
Make  us  prevalent  in  prayers; 
Let  each  one  efteem'd  tby  fervant, 
Shun  the  world's  bewitching  mares: 

Lord,  &e. 
io  Break  the  temper's  fatal  power, 
Turn  the  ftony  heart  to  flefh  ; 
And  begin  from  this  good  hour, 
_^''  o  revive  thy  work  afrefh  ; 
I /td,  ltvi^e  u=, 
All  our  Lip  mult  come  from  thee 


,. 


Associations.    428,439. 

CCCCXXVTII.     8.  7-  4-     Kentucky  Tune. 

Longing  for  the  fpread  of  the  Gofpel. 
[   /^'Ek  the  gloomy  hills  of  darknefs, 
\^J   Look,  my  ioa  ,  be  ft  ill  and  gaze, 
All  the  promiies  do  travail 

With  a  g  orious  day  of  grace  ; 
Bleffed  Jubi  ee, 

Let  thy  glorious  morning  dawn. 
j  Let  the  Indian  let  the  Negro, 
Let  the  rude  Barbarian  fee, 
That  divine  and  glorious  conqueft, 

Once  ohtain'd  on  Calvary ; 
Let  the  golpel 

Loud  refound  from  pole  to  pole. 
I  Kingdoms  wide  that  fit  in  darknefs, 
Grant  them,  Lord,  the  glorious  light, 
And  from  the  eaftern  coaft  to  weftern, 

May  the  morning  chafe  the  night, 
And  redemption 
Freely  purehas'd,  win  the  day. 
4  May  the  glorious  day  approaching,    ~ 
From  eternal  darknefs  dawn 
And  the  everlafting  gofpe', 

Spread  abroad  thy  holy  name; 
All  the  borders 
Of  the  great  ImmqnueV §  land. 
%  Fly  abroad,  tkou  mighty  gofpel, 
Win  and  conquer,  never  ceafe ; 
May  thy  lafting  wide  dominions 

Multip'y  and  ftili  increafe; 
Sway  the  feeptre, 
Saviour,  all  the  world  around. 

CCCCXXIX.    L.M.     GloucefterTuue. 

Beddohe. 

The  Lncreafe  of  the  Church. 
I    CHOUT,  for  the  blefled  Jefus  reigns, 
O  Thro'  diftant  lands  his  triumphs  fprcadi 


450,  THE   CHURCH, 

And  finners  freed  from  endlefs  pains, 
Own  him  their  Saviour,  and  their  head* 

2  His  fons,  and  daughters,  from  afar, 
Daily  at  Sion's  gate  arrive; 

'j  hofe  who  were  dead  in  fin  before 
By  fovereign  grace  are  made  alive. 

3  Oppreffois  bow  beneath  his  feet, 
O'ercomc  by  his  victorious  ymver : 
Princes  in  humble  pofture  wait, 

And  proud  blafphemerg  i*arn  t'  adore.; 

4  Gentiles  and  Jews  his  laws  obey, 
Nations  remote  their  offerings  bring, 
And,  unconftrainM,  their  homage  pay 
To  their  exalted  Cod.  and  King. 

r  O  may  his  conquefts  (till  increafe, 
And  every  ice  his  power  fubdue  ; 
White  angels  as  ebrate  his  praife, 
And  faints  his  growing  glories  fhew. 
6  Loud  halleluifths  to  the  Lamb, 
from  all  below  and  all  above  ; 
In  lofty  fongs,  exalt  his  name, 
In  longs,  as  lafting  as  his  love. 
CCCCXXX.   148th.  Carter  Lane  Time,  S- 
Thc  Increafe  ef  the  JVIejpah's  Kingdom. 
1  A   LL  hail,  incarnate  G$d  J 

Ji\   The  wondrous  things  foretold 
Of  rhte  in  facred  writ 
With  joy  our  eyes  behold  ; 
Still  dees  thine  arm  new  trophies  wear, 
A  r.d  monuments  of  g  ory  rear, 
a       To  thee  the  hoary  head 
Its  filver  honors  pays; 
To  thee  the  blooming  youth 
Devotes  his  brighteft  days  ; 
k«d  every  age  their  tribute  bring, 
id  bow  to  thee,  al'-couquering  King. 
O  hafte,  victorious  Prince, 
'j  hat  happy  glorious  day^ 


S1 


COLLECTIONS.       431,432. 

When  fouls  like  drops  of  dew, 

Shall  own  thy  gentle  fway  : 
D  may  it  blefs  our  longing  eyes, 
And  bear  our  fhouts  beyond  the  Ikies; 

All  hail  triumphant  Lord, 

Eternal  be  thy  reign: 

Behold  the  nations  fue 

To  wear  thy  gentle  chain  : 
When  earth  and  time  are  known  no  more 
Thy  throne  IhaSl  ftand  for  ever  fure, 

CCCCXXXI.     148th. 
the  completing  the  fpirtlual  Temple,  Zech*  iv.  7, 
ING  to  the  Lord  above, 
Who  deigns  on  earth  to  raife 

A  temple  to  his  love, 

A  monument  of  praife  : 
Ye  faints  around,  thro'  all  its  frame, 
Harmonious  found  the  builder's  name. 

Beneath  his  eye  and  care 

The  edifice  fliall  rife 

Majeftic,  ftrong  and  fair, 

And  Ihine  above  the  Ikies : 
There  fhall  he  place  the  polifh'd  ftone 
Ordain'd  the  work  of  grace  to  crown. 

COLLECTIONS  FOR  POOR  CHURCHES 
AiN'D  POOR  BRETHREN. 

CCCCXXXII.     8.  7.     Jewin  Street  Tune. 
B.  Francis. 

.   At  a  collection  for  poor  jMJnz/lers. 

PRAISE  the  Saviour  all  ye  nations, 
Praife  him  all  ye  holts  above  ; 
Shout,  with  joyful  acclamations, 
His  divine  victorfous  love : 
Be  his  kingdom  new  promoted, 
Let  the  earth  her  monarch  know  ; 


■d 


433.  THE    CHURCH. 

Be  my  all  to  him  devoted, 
To  my  Lord  my  all  I  owe. 

2  See  how  beauteous  on  the  mountains 
Are  their  feet,  whofe  grand  defiga 
Is  to  guide  us~to  the  fountains, 
That  o'erflow  with  biifs  divine, — 
Who  proclaim  the  joyful  tidings 

Of  falvation  all  around, — 
Difregard  the  world's  deridings, 
And  in  \vorks  of  love  abound. 

3  Wuh  my  fubftance  I  will  honour 
My  Redeemer  and  my  Lord; 

Were  ten  thoufand  words  my  nanor, 
All  were  nothing  to  his  word  : 
While  the  heralds  of  falvation 
His  abounding  grace  proclaim, 
Let  his  friends  of  every  (cation 
Gladly  join  to  fpread  his  fame. 

CCCCXXXIII.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridgi 

Relieving  Christ  m  bis  Members ,  Matt.  XXV.  4 
I    TE5US  my   Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace  ! 
J    Thy  bounties  how  comp  ete  ! 
How  fhall  I  count  the  matchlefs  fum  ? 
How  pay  the  mighty  debt  ? 
1   High  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light 
Ddft  thou  exalted  fhine; 
What  can  my  poverty  beftow, 
When  ail  the  worlds  are  thine  ? 

3  But  thou  hail  brethren  here  below, 

The  partners  of  thy  grace  ; 
And  will  confefs  their  humble  names 
Before  thy  Father's  face. 

4  In  them  thou  may'ft  be  clorh'd  and  fed, 
And  vifited  and  cheer'd 


. 


And  in  their  accents  of  tliftrefs, 

My  Saviour's,  voice  is  heard. 


COLLECTIONS.       434,   435. 

(  Thy  face,  with  rev'rence  and  with  love, 
We  in  thy  poor  would  fee; 
O  rather  let  us  beg  our  bread 
Than  keep  it  back  from  thee. 

CCCCXXXIV.       L.    M. 

Of  thine  oivn  tve  have  given  thee,  I  Chro.  xxix.  14* 

I   rTPHE  Lord,  who  rules  the  world's  affairs, 
X     For  me  a  well-fpread  board  prepares ; 

My  grateful  thanks  to  him  fhall  rife, 

He  knows  my  wanes,  thofe  want§  fupplies. 
%  And  fhali  I  grudge  to  give  hit  poor 

A  mite  from  all  my  generous  ftore  ? 

No,  Lord  !  the  friends  of  thine  and  thee, 

Shail  always  find  a  friend  in  me. 

CCCCXXXV.     L.  M.     Dr.  Gibbon?. 

Tie  Beneficence  of  C  h  RT  st  for  our  Imitation, 
AAsx.  38. 
I  "VT^HEN  Jefus  dwelt  in  mortal  clay, 
V  Y    What  were  his  works  from  day  to  dayj 

But  miratles  of  power  and  grace. 

That  fpread  falvation  through  our  race  ? 
a   Teach  us,  O  Lord,  to  keep  in  view 

Thy  pattern,  and  thy  fteps  purfue  ; 

L>et  alms  beftow'd  let  kindnefs  dene 

Be  witnefs'dby  each  rolling  fun. 

3  That  man  may  lafl,  but  neve*  lives, 
Who  much  receives,  but  nething  gives, 
Whom  none  can  love,  whom  none  can  thank ; 
Creation's  blot,  creation's  blank: 

4  But  he,  who  marks  from  day  to  day, 
In  generous  z&s  his  radiant  way, 
Treads  the  fame  path  his  Savieur  trcd. 
The  path  to  glory  and  to  God. 


436,  437.       THE  CHURCH. 
CCtCXXXVI.     C.   M.     Bath  Chapel  Tunc, 

Providing  Bags  that  ivax  not  old,  Luke  X'.i.  33. 
x   "V7"  ES,  there  are  joys  that  cannot  die, 
X    With  Gad,  laid  up  in  ilore  ; 
Treafure  beyond  the  changing  Iky, 
Brighter  than  golden  ore. 
2,  The  feeds,  which  piety  and  love 
■Have  icatter'd  here  below, 
In  the  fair,  fertile  fields  above 
To  ample  harvefts  grow. 
3  The  mite,  my  willing  hands  can  give, 
At  Jefus*  feet  I  lay  ; 
Grace  jhall  the  humble  gift  receive 
And  grace  at  large  repay. 

CHURCH  MEETINGS. 

CCCCXXXV1I.     S.M.    Dr.  S.  Svknnett. 

Praife  for  Goni>erfion,  Pfalm  lxvi,  1 6. 
I        /^OME  ye  that  fear  the  Lord, 

\^J    And  liften  while  I  tel', 
How  narrowly  my  feer  cfcap'd 

The  fnares  of  death  and  hell. 
%       The  flatt'ring  joys  of  fenfe 

Anail'd  my  foolifh  heart, 
While  fatan,  with  malicious  fklll, 

Guided  the  poifonous  dart. 

3  I  fell  beneath  the  flroke, 
But  fell  to  rife  again  ; 

My  angnifh  rous'd  me  into  life, 
And  pleafure  fprung  from  prin. 

4  Darknefs,  and  fhame,  and  grie 
Opprefs'd  my  gloomy  mind  : 

I  'ook'd  ,  round  ms- !*<'=•  r^'icf, 
But  no  reltef  could  find 

5  At  length,  to  Cod]  cry'!; 
He  heard  my  plainr'nv  figh, 

He  heard,  and  inftafitly  he  font 
Salvation  from  on  hijh. 


CHURCH  MEETINGS.    438,439. 

6  My  drooping  head  he  rals'd, 
My  bleeding  wounds  he  heal'd, 

Pardon'd  my  fins,  and  with  a  fmile 
The  gracious  pardon  feal'd. 

7  O  !  may  I  ne'er  forget 
The  mercy  of  my  God  ! 

Nor  ever  want  a  tongue  to  fpread 
His  loudeft  praife  abroad. 
CCCCXXXVIII.    CM.    Bath  Chapel  Tune. 
The  Converfion  of  Sinners  a  matter  for  Prayer  and 

Praife. 
i  rT^HERE's  joy  in  heaven,  and  joy  on  earth, 
JL     When  prodigals  return, 
To  fee  defponding  fouls  rejoice, 
And  haughty  finners  mourn. 

2  "  Come  faints,  and  hear  what  God  hath  done," 

Is  a  reviving  found  ; 
O,  may  it  fpread  from  fea  to  fea, 
E'en  all  the  globe  around. 

3  Often,  O  fovereign  Lord,  renew 

The  wonders  of  this  day  ; 
That  fcfus  here  may  fee  his  feed, 
And  fatan  lofe  his  prey. 

4  Great  God,  that  work  is  all  thine  own, 

Thine  be  the  praifes  too, 
Let  every  heart  and  every  tongue 
Give  thee  the  glory  due. 
CCCCXXXIX.     C.  M,     Newton. 
Apoftacy — Will  ye  alfn  go  aivay  ? 

1  IT7HEN  any  turn  from  Zion's  way, 

VV      (Alas!  what  numbers  do!) 
Methinks  I  hear  my  Saviour  fay, 
"  Wilt  thouforfake  me  too  ?" 

2  -Ah,  Lord !  with  fuch  a  heart  as  mine, 

Un!erg  thou  hold  rue  faft ; 
I  feel  I  muft,  I  fhall  decline, 
And  prove  like  them  at  !a£, 


440.  THE  CHURCH. 

3  Yet  thou  a'one  haft  power,  I  know, 

To  fave  &  wretch  like  me ; 
To  whom,  or  whither,  could  I  go, 
If  I  fhould  turn  from  thee  ? 

4  Beyond  a  doubt  I  reft  affur'd 

Thou  art  the  Cbrijl  of  God; 
Who  haft  eternal  hit  fecur'd 
By  promife  and  by  blood. 

5  The  help  of  men  and  angels  join'd, 

Could  never  reach  nay  cafe  : 
Nor  can  I  hope  relief  to  find, 
But  in  thy  boundlefs  grace. 

6  No  voice  but  thine  can  give  me  reft, 

And  bid  my  fears  depart ; 
No  love  but  thine  can  make  me  blefs'd, 
And  fatisfy  my  heart 

7  What  anguifh  has  that  queftion  ftirr'd, 

If  I  will  alfo  go  ? 
Yet,  Lord,  re'ying  on  thy  word, 
1  humbly  anfwer,  No  ! 

CCGCXL.     L.  M.     Paul's  Tune.    Steele. 

to  ivhom  Jhall  ive  go  but  itnte  thee  ?  or,  Lift  and 
Safety  in  Christ  alone,  John  vi.  67-^-69. 

I   rTPHOU  only  fovereign  of  my  heart, 
X     My  refuge,  my  almighty  friend.—- 
And  can  my  foul  from  thee  depart, 
On  whom  alone  my  hopes  depend  ? 

a  Whither,  ah!  whither  fhali  I  go, 
A  wretched  wanderer  from  my  Lord? 
Can  this  dark  world  of  fin  and  w*>e 
One  glimpfe  of  happinefs  afford  ? 

3  Eternal  ife  thy  words  impart, 
On  thefe  my  fainting  fpirit  lives, 
Here  fweeter  comforts  cheer  my  heart 
Than  all  the  round  of  nature  gives, 

4  Let  earth's  alluring  joys  combine 

h.  White  thou  art  near,  in  vain  th«y  fcaU  : 


CHURGH  MEETINGS.  441, 

One  fmile,  one  blifsful  fmile  of  thine, 
My  dear  eft  Lord,  outweighs  them  all. 
Thy  name  my  inmoft  powers  adore, 
Thou  art  my  life, my  joy, my  care: 
Depart  from  thee — 'tis  death — 'tis  more, 
'Tis  endlefs  ruin,  deep  defpair  ! 
Lo,  at  thy  feet  my  foul  would  lie, 
Here  fafcty  dwells,  and  peace  divine ; 
Still  let  me  live  beneath  thine  eye, 
For  life,  eternal  life  is  thin*. 


TN 

I  1 


CCCCXLI.     L.  M     Dr.  Gibbons. 
Prayer  for  the  ivhole  Church. 
thee,  thou  all-fufficient  God. 


The  fprings  of  happinefs  arife, 
That  cheer  this  howling  wafte  below, 
Andblefs  the  manfions  of  the  fkie6: 
a  We,  the  productions  of  thy  power, 
And  penfioners  upon  thy  love, 
Look  t»  thy  throne  with  longing  eye«, 
And  wait  thy  bleffings  from  above- 

3  Protect  the  young  from  every  mare, 
And  let  thy  ftaff  fupport  the  old, 
Relieve  the  poor,  not  let  the  rich. 
Have  all  their  heritage  in  gol  i 

4  Let  joyful  faints  ftill  tafle  thy  grace, 
Give  to  the  mourners  heavenly  day, 
Suftain  the  ftrong,  and  quick  revive, 
The  withering  plants  from  their  decay, 


442.  BAPTISM. 

BAPTISM. 

CCCCXLII.     Carey's  Tune, 
CHRIST  baptized  in  Jordan*. 

1  TN  Jordan's  tide  the  Baptift  Hands, 
X  Immerfing  the  repenting  Jews ; 
The  Son  of  God,  the  rite  demands, 

Nor  dares  the  holy  man  refufe  : 
Jefus  defcends  beneath  th©  wave, 
The  tmblcm  of  his  future  grave. 

2  Wonder,  ye  heavens !  your  Maker  lies 

In  deeps  conceal'd  from  human  view; 
Ye  faints,  behold  him  fink  and  rife, 

A  fit  example  thus  for  you : 
The  facred  record,  while  you  read, 
Calls  you  to  imitate  the  deed. 

3  But  lo !  from  yonder  opening  fides, 

What  beams  of  dazzling  glory  fpread  ! 
Dove-like  the  Eternal  Spirit  flies, 

And  lights  on  the  Redeemer's  head ; 
Amaz'd  they  {«•  the  power  divine, 
Around  the  Saviour's  temples  fhine. 

4  But  hark,  my  foul,  hark  and  adore  ! 

What  founds  are  thofe  that  roll  along, 
Not  like  loud  Sinai's  awful  roar, 

But  foft  and  fweet  as  Gabriel's  fong ! 
"  This  is  my  well  be'oved  Son, 
"  I  fe«  well  pleas'd  what  he  hath  done." 

5  Thus  the  Eternal  Father  fpoke, 

Who  fhakes  creation  with  a  nod  ; 
Thro'  parting  ikies  the  accent  broke, 

And  bid  us  hear  the  Son  of  God; 
O  hear  the  awful  word  to-day, 
Hear  all  ye  nations  and  obey  ! 
*  For  the  alterations  made  in  this,  and  federal  of 
the  following  Hymns  on  Baptifm,! am  indebted  to  my 
venerable  friend  the  Rev.  Mr.  Turner  of  Abingdon. 


baptise.         443,444* 
CCCCXLIII.     L.  M,     J.  Stennetp. 
A  Baftifmal  Hymn. 

THE  great  Redeemer  we  adore, 
Who  came  the  loft  to  feek  and  fave; 
Went  humbly  down  from  Jordan's  more, 
To  find  a  tomb  beneath  its  wave  ! 
"  Thus  it  becomes  us  to  fulfil 
"  All  righteoufnefs,"  he  meekly  faid ; 
Why  fhould  we  then  to  do  hie  will, 
Or  be  afham'd,  or  be  afraid  ? 
With  thee  into  the  watery  tomb, 
Lord,  'tis  our  glory  to  deicend; 
'Tis  wcndrous  grace  th::t  gives  us  room, 
To  lie  interr'd  by  fuch  a  friend. 
Yet  as  the  yielding  waves  give  way, 
To  !et  us  fee  the  light  again; 
So  on  the  refurre&ion  day, 
The  bands  of  death  prcv'd  weak  and  vain. 
Thus  when  thou  (halt  again  appear, 
The  gate  of  death  fnall  open  wide, 
Our  duft  thy  mighty  voice  fhall  hear, 
And  rife  and  triumph  at  thy  fide. 

CCCCXLIV.     8   8.  6.  Norman. 

thus  it  becometh  us,  &c.  Matt-  iii.  1 5.. 

THUS  it  became  the  Prince  of  grace, 
And  thus  fhould  all  the  favor'd  race 
High  heaven's  command  fulfil ; 
For  that  the  condefcending  GW, 
Should  lead  his  followers  thro'  the  flood, 

Was  heaven's  eternal  will. 
'Tis  not  as  led  by  cufiom's  voice, 
We  make  thefe  ways  our  favor'd  choice. 

And  thus  with  zeal  purfue  : 
.  No;  heaven's  eternal  fovereign  Lord 
Has,  in  the  precepts  of  his  word, 
Enjoin'd  us  thus  to  do. 
P 


445.  BAPTISM. 

3  And  fhall  we  ever  dare  defpife 
The  gracious  mandate  of  the  ikies, 

Where  cor.defcending  heaven, 
To  finful  man's  apoftate  race, 
In  matchlefs  love  and  boundlefs  grace, 

His  will  reveal'd  has  given  ? 

4  Thou  everlaiting  gracious  King, 
Afful  ns  now  thy  grace  to  fing, 

And  Ail    direct  our  way, 
To  thofe  bright  realms  of  peace  and  reft, 
-  "Where  all  th'  exulting  tribes  are  blefs'd 

With  one  great  chora  day. 
CCCCXLV.    8.  7.     WeKhTune.  Fawce 

Invitation  to  fellow  the  Lamb, 
I    TJUMBLf.  fouls,  who  feek  falvation, 
XjL   Thro'  the  Lamb's  redeeming  blood 
Hear  the  voice  of  rcve  ation, 

Tread  the  path  that  Jcfus  trod. 
Flee  to  him  your  only  Saviour 

In  his  mighty  name  coo  fide  : 
In  the  whole  of  your  behavior 

Own  him  as  your  foyereigu  guide: 
3  Hear  the  b  elYJ  Redeemer  call  you, 

Liften  to  his  gracious  voice  ; 
Dread  no  ills  that  can  K-fall  you, 

While  you  make  his  ways  your  choice 
Jefus  fays,  "  Let  each  believer 

"  Be  baptized  in  my  name:" 
Hfc  himfelf  in  Jordan^  river, 

Was  immers'd  beneach  the  ftream. 
3   Plainly  here  his  footfrens  tracing, 

Follow  him  without  delay  ; 
G'adly  his  command  embracing, 

Lo!  your  Captain  leads  the  way, 
View  the  rite  with  understanding ; 

J  ejus*  grivt  before  you  lies  -, 
Be  interr'd  at  his  commanding. 

After  his  example  rife. 


baptism.         446,  447. 

CCCCXLVI.     Charmouth  Tune.     C.  M. 

'be  believer  con/i 'rained  by   the  lov.1  of  CaRIST  to 
folloxu  him. 

D£iR  Lot  J,  and  will  thy  pardoning  love 
Embrace  a  wretch  fo  vile  ! 
Wi  t  thou  my  load  of  gui  t  remove, 

And  blefs  me  with  thy  fmiie  ! 
Haft  thou  the  crofs  for  me  endur'd, 

And  all  its  fhame  deipis'd  ? 
And  m.all  I  be  alham'd  O  Lord, 

With  thee  to  be  baptiz'd  ? 
Didft  thou  the  great  example  'ead, 

In  Jordan's  fwelling  flood  ? 
And  fhal'  my  pride  difdain  the  deed 

That's  worthy  of  my  Gcd  ? 
Dear  Lord  the  ardor  of  thy  love 

Reproves  my  co  d  delays  : 
And  now  my  willing  footftcps  move 

In  thy  delightful  ways. 

CCCCXLVII.     C.  M.     Devizes  Tune, 
Ryl  and, -Junior. 

Difficulties ,  in  the  Way  of '  Duty  ^  fur  mounted — 

Hinder  me  not,  Gen.  xxiv.  56*. 
TTXTHEN  Abram's  feryant  to  procure 
l_   W     A  wife  for  Ifaac  went, 
He  met  Rebekah— to  d  his  wifh,-— 

Her  parents  gave  confent. 
Yet  for  ten  days  they  urg'd  the  man 

His  journey  to  delay  ; 
ft  Hinder  me  not,'"  he  quick  reply'd, 

"  Since  God  hath  crown'd  my  way." 
Twas  thus  I  cry'd,  when  Chi  if,  the  Lsrd> 

My  foul  to  him  did  wed  ; 
"  Hinder  me  not,  nor  friends  nor  foes, 

Since  God  my  way  hath  fped." 
*    This  Hyntn  may  &>gn  at  the  Oth  Vkrft, 


44-8.  BAJPT1SM. 

4  "  Stay,"  fays  the  world,  "and  tafte  a  whil< 

"  My  every  plcafant  fweet ;" 

"  Hinder  me  not,"  my  foul  rep  ies, 

"  Becaufe  the  way  is  great." 

5  "  Stay,"  fatan  my  old  mailer  cries, 

"  Or  force  fhall  thee  detain  ; 
"  Hinder  me  not,  I  will  be  gone. 
"  My  God  has  broke  thy  chain."] 

6  In  ail  my  Lord's  appointed  ways, 

My  journey  I'll  purfue; 
Hinder  me  not,  ye  much  lov'd  faints, 
For  I  rauft  go  with  you. 

7  Thro'  floods  and  flr.mes  if  Jefus  lead, 

I'll  follow  where  he  goes  ; 
Hinder  me  net,  fhaii  be  my  cry, 
Tho'  earth  and  hell  oppofe. 

8  Thro'  duty,  and  thro'  trials  too 

I'll  go  at  his  command  ; 
Hinder  me  not,  for  I  am  bound, 
To  my  Immanuei's  land. 

9  And  when  my  Saviour  calls  me  home, 

Still  this  my  cry  ihal'  be, 
Hinder  me  not,  come  welcome  death, 

I'll  gladly  go  with  thee. 
CCCCXLVIII.     C.  M.     J.  Stennett. 
Jmmcr/ion. 
I   HTKUS  was  the  great  Redeemer  p'ung'd 
X     In  Jordan's  fwelling  flood  ! 
To  fhew  he  mult  be  foon  haptiz'd, 
In  tears,  and  iweat,  and  blood. 
1  Thus  was  his  ficred  body  hid 
Beneath  the  yielding  wave. 
Thus  was  his  facred  body  rai^'d 
Out  of  the  liquid  grave* 
3   Lord,  we  thy  precepts  would  obe$ 
In  thy  own  footfleps  tread  ; 
Woo  d  die,  be  buried,  life  with  thee, 
Our  ever-living  head. 


baptism.     449,  4-50,  451. 
CCCCXLTX  8.  7.  Northampton  Chapel  Tune. 

Buried •zvitb  Christ  in  Baptifm,  Rom.  Tri.  4. 
1    TESUS,  mighty  king  in  Sion  ! 
J    Thou  atone  our  guide  fhalt  be; 
Thy  commiffion  we  rely  on, 

We  would  follow  none  but  thee  : 
a  As  an  emblem  of  thy  paffion, 

And  thy  vicVry  o'er  the  grave; 

We  who  know  the  great  falvation 

Are  baptiz'd  beneath  the  wave. 

3  Feariefs  of  the  wold's  dcfpifing, 

We  the  ancient  path  purfue  ; 
Buried  with  our  LyrJ,  and  rifing 
To  a  iife  divinely  new. 
CCCCL.     L.  M.     J.  Stennett. 
A  Bapiiftnal  Hymn, 
I    Q  EE  how  the  willing  converts  trace 
O   The  path  their  great  Redeemer  trod  ; 
And  fol  gw  thro'  his  liquid  grave, 
The  meek,  the  loivly  S  n  of  God  ! 
%  Here  they  renounce  their  former  deeds> 
And  to  heavenly  life  afpir-e  ; 
Their  rags  for  glorious  robes  exchanged, 
They  fhine  in  clean  and  bright  attire !. 
%  O  facred  rite,  by  thee  the  name 
Of  Jefus  we  to  own  begin  : 
This  is  our  refurrection  pledge, 
Pledge  of  the  pardon  of  our  fin. 

4  Glory  to  God  on  high  be  given, 
Who  {hews  his  grace  to  finfu  men  : 
JLet  faints  on  earth  and  bolts  in  heaven, 
In  concert  join  their  loud  Amen. 

CCCCLI.     JL.  M.     Gregg.     Altered  by 
B.  Francis. 
Not  ajkamed  of  C  H  R I S  T . 
I     TESUS  !  and  {hall  it  ever  be 
«J    A  mortal  man  afham'd  of  thee  ! 
Afham'd  of  thee,  whom  ange's  praife, 
Whofe  glories  fhine  through  endlefs  day? 


i 


452.  BAPTISM. 

2  Afham'd  of  Jefus  !  fooner  far 
Let  evening  blufli  to  own  a  ftar; 
He  fhcds  the  beams  of  ight  divine, 
O'er  this  benighttd  fou  of  mine. 

3  Afham'd  of  Jefus  !  juft  as  foon 
Let  midnight  be  afham'd  of  noon; 
'Tis  midnight  with  my  foul  till  he, 
Bright  morning  ftar  !  bid  darknefs  flee. 

4  Afham'd  of  Jefus  !  that  dear  friend 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend ! 
No  !  when  I  blufh — be  this  my  fhame, 
That  I  no  mere  revere  his  name. 

5  Afham'd  of  Jefta  !  Yes,  I  may, 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wafh  away, 
No  tear  to  wipe  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fears  toqoell,  no  foul  to  fave. 

6  Till  then — nor  is  my  boafting  vain— 
Till  then,  I  boaft  a  Saviour  flain  ! 
And  O  may  this  my  glory  be, 
That  Chrifl,  is  not  afham'd  of  me  ! 

7  [His  inflitutions  would  I  prize, 
Take  up  my  crofs — the  fhame  defpife  ; 
Dare  to  defend  his  noble  caufe, 

And  yield  obedience  to  his  laws. 
CCCCLII.       L.  M. 
The  Candidates — they  ivere  baptized  both  Men  and 
Women,  A<fts  viii.  1%. 

1  /~i  RE  AT  God,  we  in  thy  courts  appear, 
vJT   With  humble  joy  and  holy  fear, 

1  hy  wife  injunctions  to  obey; 
Let  faints  and  angels  hail  the  day  ! 

2  Great  things,  O  everlafting  Son, 
Great  things  for  us  thy  grace  has  done ; 
Conftrain'd  by  thy  almighty  love, 
Our  willing  feet  to  meet  thee  move. 
In  thy  affemb  y  here  we  ftand, 
Obedient  to  thy  great  command; 
'1  he  fucrcd  flood  is  full  in  view, 
-Aiid  thy  fweet  voice  invite*  us  t&ro'. 


BAPTISM.         453*454 

4  The  word,  the  Spirit,  and  the  Bride 
Muft  no:  invite  and  he  denyM  : 
Was  not  the  Lord,  who  came  to  face, 
Interr'd  in  fuch  a   iquid  grave  ? 

5  1  hus  -we,  dear  Saviour,  own  thy  name. 
Receive  us  rifing  from  the  itream  ; 
Then  to  thy  table  let  us  come, 

And  dwell  in  Sion  as  our  home. 

CCCC.L1II.     C,  M.     Beddome. 
Morning  before  Bapiiffti ;  or,  at  the  Water  Side, 
pfaim  exix.  33. 
I    TTOW  great,  how  foemn  is  the  work, 
JLjL   Which  we  attend  t©-d«y  1 
Now,  for  a  holy,  folemn  frame, 

0  Cod  to  thee  we  pray. 

a  O  may  we  feel,  as  once  we  felt, 

When  pain'd  ?.nd  grievV!  at  heart, 
Thy  kind,  forgiving,  melting  00k 
Reiev'd  our  every  fmarfi 

3  Let  graces  then  ii.  cxercife 

Be  exercis'd  again ; 
And,  nurtur'd  by  ceiefhial  power, 
In  exercife  remain. 

4  Awake  our  ove,  our  fear,  our  hope, 

Wake  fortitude  and  joy  ; 
Vain  world  be  gone,  Ifct  things  above 

Our  happy  thoughts  employ. 
j   Whiiil  thee,  our  Saviour  and  our  Gcd, 

To  al    around  we  own  ; 
Drive  each  rebe:  ions,  rival  luft, 

Each  traitor  frm  thr-  throne. 

6  luftruci  our  minds,  our  v,  ii  s  fubdue, 

1  o  heaven  our  pafiioRs  raife, 
That  hence  our  lives,  pur  ^11  may  be 

Dc;oted  to  thy  praife, 

CCCCLIV.        L,    V 
The  Admlrlf.rator. 
I  "/^-  O  teach  the  nations  arn]  baptize," 
V-?    Aloud  th'  aiccrcir.g  Jefi 


455 4C7.        BAPTISM. 

His  ghd  apoftles  took  the  word, 

And  round  the  nations  preach 'd  their  Lcrd. 
1  Commiflion'd  thus,  by  Zion's  King, 

We  to  his  holy  laver  bring 

Thefe  happy  converts,  who  have  kaowa 

And  trufted  in  his  grace  alone. 
3   Lcrd,  in  thy  hcufe  they  feck  thy  face, 

O  blefs  them  with  peculiar  grace: 

Refrtfh  their  fouls  with  love  divine  ; 

Let  beams  of  glory  round  them  mine. 
StNGLE  VERSES  ON  BAPTISM*. 
CCCCLV CCCCLXV1I.       L.  jfe, 

"t  T  J  HATE'ER  to  thee,  our  Lord  belongs, 

V  V      Is  always  worthy  of  our  fongs : 
And  all  thy  works,  and  all  thy  ways 
Demand  our  wonder  and  our  praife. 

Beddome 
Hofannah  to  the  church's  head, 
Who  fuffer'd  in  our  room  and  (lead  ! 
He  was  immers'd  in  Jordan's  flood, 
And  then  immers'd  in  fweat  and  blood ! 

J.  Stennett. 
Behold  the  grave  where  Jefus  lay 
Before  he  fhed  his  precious  blood ! 
How  plain  he  mark'd  the  humble  way, 
To  finners  thro'  the  myflic  flood ! 

Beddome. 
Come,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 
Come,  and  obey  his  facred  word ; 
He  died,  and  rofe  again  for  you ; 
What  more  could  the  Redeemer  do  ? 
*  As  it  is  noiv  pretty  common  tofing  by  the  "water  • 
fide,  and  as  fome  of  our  brethren  in  the  country  give 
cwt  a  verfe  cr  two  "while  they  are  adminiflering  the 
ordinance,  it  is  hoped  thefe  Jingle  verfes  "will  be 
ceptable. 


BAPTISM.       455 U 

Beddome. 
We  to  this  place  are  come  to  fhow 
What  we  to  bouudlefs  mercy  owe; 
The  Saviour's  footfteps  to  explore, 
And  tread  the  path  he  trod  before. 

Beddome. 
Eternal  Spirit  heaven  y  Dove, 
On  thefe  baptifnaal  waters  more; 
That  we,  thro'  energy  divine, 
May  have  the  fubftance  with  the  fign. 
All  ye  that  love  ImmanusVs  name, 
And  long  to  feel  th'  increafing  flame, 
'Tis  you,  ye  chi'dren  of  the  light! 
The  Spirit  and  the  bride  invite. 

H.  F . 

Ye  who  your  native  vilenefs  mourn, 
^nd  to  the  great  Redeemer  turn, 
Who  fee  your  wretched  ftate  by  fin, 
"Ye  bleffsd  of  the  Lord,  come  in." 

H.  F . 

ye/us,  my  Saviour  and  my  all, 
Methinks  I  hear  thy  gent'e  call; 
Thefe  are  the  founds  that  chide  my  flay, 
"  Arife  my  love,  and  come  away." 

H.  F 

Amazincr  grace!  and  fhall  I  (till 
Prove  difobedient  to  thy  will? 
Ah  no ;  dear  Lord,  the  watery  tomb 
Belongs  to  thee,  and  there  I  come. 

H . 

ApoiUes  trod  this  holy  ground, 
T  his  is  tne  road  believers  go; 
My  Jefus  in  the  way  was  found, 
I  charge  my  foul  to  tread  it  too, 

J.  Stenkett. 
With  lowly  minds,  and  lofty  fongs 
Let  all  admire  the  Saviour's  grace, 
Till  the  great  rifing  day  reveal 
1  h'  immortal  glory  of  his  face. 

*  3  Hi 


468,  469.        baptism. 
G . 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Gfjofl, 
We  humbly  dedicate  our  powers ; 
If  with  Jcfcovah's  blemis^s  crown'd, 
Immortal  happinefs  is  ours. 

ccccLxvm.    148th. 

An  Addrcfs  to  the  Huly  Spirit. 
1        TH  ESCEND,  celeflial  Dove, 

JlJ    And  make  thy  prcfence  knowb; 
Revea'  our  Saviour's  ove, 
And  feal  us  for  thine  own  ; 
Unblefs'd  by  thee,  our  works  are  vain, 
Nor  can  we  e'er  acceptance  gain. 
a        When  our  incarnate  Cod, 

The  fovcreign  Prince  of  light, 
In  Jordan's  fwelling  flood 
Receiv'd  the  holy  rite  ; 
In  open  view,  thy  form  came  down, 
And  dove-like  flew,  the  King  to  crown. 

3  The  day  was  never  known, 
Since  time  began  its  race, 
On  which  fuch  glory  fhone, 

On  which  was  fhewn  fuch  grace, 
As  that  which  fhed,  in  Jordan's  (beam, 
On  Jefm\  head  the  heavenly  beam. 

4  Continue  ftil    to  fhine, 
And  fill  Q's  with  thy  fire ; 
This  ordinance  is  thine, 
Do  thou  our  fouls  infpire ! 

Thou  wile  attend  on  a'    thy  fons 
*  Till  iime  fhall  end,"  thy  promife  runs, 
CCCCLXIX.     CM.     J.ames  Newton. 
After  Baptifm,  Mark  xvi.  16. 
1  ,c  "OROCLAiM,"  faith  Cbrijf,  "my  wond 
JL      "  I'o  all  the  fons  of  men;     [rous  grace 
"  Ke  that  be!i«.  ves  and  is  baptiz'd, 
u  Salvation  ihall  obtain." 


BAPTISM.         470,  47i. 
a  Let  pknteous  grace  d&fcecd  on  thefe, 
Who  hoping  in  rhy  word. 
This  day  have  pubicly  declar'd 
That  Jsfits  is  their  Lord. 
3  With  cheerful  feet  may  they  advance 
And  run  the  chriiHan  race; 
And,  thro'  the  troubles  of  the  way. 

Find  all-fufficient  grace. 
CCCCLXX.      CM.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
A  Practical  Improvement  of  Baptifmy  Col.  iii  I. 
I      A  TTEND,  ye  childrtn  of  your  God; 
ii   Ye  heirs  of  glery  hear  ; 
For  accents  fo  divine  as  thefe, 
Might  charm  the  dullell  ear. 
3  Baptiz'd  into  your  Saviour's  death, 
Your  fouls  to  fin  muft  die; 
With  Cbrift  your  Lord  ye  live  anew 
With  Chrijl  afend  on  high. 

3  There  by  his  Father's  fide  he  fits, 

Enthron'd  divinely  fair ; 
Yet  owns  himfelf  your  brother  frill, 
And  your  forerunner  there. 

4  Rife  from  thefe  earthly  trifles,  rife, 

On  wings  of  faith  and  love; 

Above  your  choicefr.  treafure  lies, 

And  be  your  hea  ts  above. 

5  But  earth  and  fin  will  drag  us  down, 

When  we  attempt  to  fly  ; 
Lord,  lend  thy  fhong  attractive  power 
To  raife  and  fix  us  high. 
CCCCLXXI.     C.  M      Beddoi.ie. 

The  Refzfiion  of  a  Ii 'a  bt'zed  Believer — Hd  ivent  on 

his  Way  rejoicings  Acls  viii.  9. 
1    ^f^HE  holy  eunuch,  when  baptiz'd, 
JL      Went  on  his  way  with  joy  ; 
Andwho  can  tell  what  rapt urcus  thoughts. 
L);d  then  his  mind  cmy.oy  ? 


472.  THE  LORD'S  SUPPER, 

a  "  Is  that  mofl  g'orious  Saviour  mine 

"  Of  whom  I  late  y  read  ? 
"  Who,  bearing  all  my  fins  and  griefs, 

"  Was  nurnber'd  with  the  dead  ? 

3  "  Is  he  who  burfting  from  the  grave, 

"  Now  reigns  above  the  fky, 
"  My  advocate  before  the  throne, 
"  My  portion  when  I  die  ? 

4  "  Have  I  profefs'd  his  holy  name  ? 

"  Da  I  his  gofpei  bear 
"To  Ethiopia's  icorched  lands. 
"  And  fliall  I  fnread  it  there  ? 

5  '•'  Bk-fb'd  pcol  I  in  which  I  late  y  lay, 

"  And  left  my  fears  behind  ; 
"  What  an  unworthy  wretch  am  1 ! 
■'  And  God  profufeiy  kind. 

6  "  Biefs'd  emblem  of  that  precious  blood 

"  Which  fstisfy'd  for  fin  ; 
"And  of  chat  renovating  grace, 

"  Winch  makes  the  confidence  clean."' 

7  This  pattern,  Lord,  with  facred  joy 

Help  us  ro  keep  ia  view  ; 
The  fame  our  work,  the  fame,  O  make 
Our  cemfolation  too. 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

CCCCLXXII.   U  M.    Dr.  Watts's  Lyric. 
A  Preparatory  Thought  for  the  Lord's  Supper,  in 

Imitation  of  Ifaiah   ■  xiii.  I — $* 
I    IT7HAT  heavenly  man,  or  lovely  God, 
V  V     Comes  marching  downward  from  the 
Array'd  in  garments  roll'd  in  blood,     [flcics, 
With  joy  and  pity  in  his  eyes  ? 
The  Lord  !  the  Saviour  !  yes,  'tis  he, 
I  know  him  by  the  fmiles  he  wears  ; 
Dear  glorious  Man  that  dy*d  for  me, 
^nch'd  de.*p  in  agonie6  and  tears. 


the  lord's  SUPPER.        47 J. 

3  Lo,  he  reveals  his  Alining  breaft, 
I  own  thofe  wounds  and  I  adore  ; 
Lo,  he  prepares  a  roya'  feaft, 

Sweet  fruit  of  the  fharp  pangs  he  bore, 

4  Whence  flow  thofe  favors  fo  divine  ! 
Lord)  why  fo  avifh  of  thy  blood  ? 
Why  for  fuch  earthly  fouls  as  mine  ! 
This  heavenly  wine,  this  facred  food  ? 

5  'Twas  his  own  love  that  made  him  bleed. 
That  nail'd  him  to  the  curfed  tree  ; 
Twas  his  own  blood  this  table  fpread 
For  fuch  unworthy  guefts  as  we. 

6  Then  let  us  tafte  the  Saviour's  love: 
Come,  ftith,  and  feed  upon  the  Lord ; 
With  glad  confent  our  lips  fhad  move, 
And  fweet  hofannahs  crown  the  board. 

CCCCLXXIII.     C.  M.     Steele.     : 
An  Invitation  to  the  Gofpel  Feajl,  Luke  xiv.  1%> 
I   "VT'E  wreched,  hungry,  ftarvmg  poor, 
X     Behold  a  royal  fe'aft ! 
Where  mercy  fpreads  her  bounteous  (lore, 
For  every  humble  gueft. 
a  See  -Jefus  ftand  with  epen  arms : 
He  calls,  he  bids  you  come  : 
Guilt  holds  you  back,  and  fe3r  alarms, 
But  fee  there  yet  is  room — 

3  Room  in  the  Saviour's  bleeding  heart ; 

There  love  and  pity  meet ; 
Nor  will  he  bid  the  foul  depart, 
rl  hat  trembles  at  his  feet. 

4  In  him  the  Father  resoncil'd 

Invites  your  fouls  to  come  ; 

The  rebel  flial*.  be  ca'd'd  a  child, 

And  kind'y  welcom'd  home. 

5  O  come,  and  with  his  children  tafte 

The  bleffings  of  his  love  ; 
While  hope  attends  the  fweet  repaft 
Of  nobler  joys  above, 


474.      the  lord's  supper. 

6  There,  with  united  heart  and  voice, 

Before  tb'  eternal  throne, 
Ten  thoufand  thoufand  foals  rejoice, 
In  ecftacies  unknown. 

7  And  yet  ten  thonfand  thoufand  more, 

Are  welcome  ftill  to  come: 
Ye  longing  fouls,  the  grace  adore  ; 
Approach,  there  yet  is  room, 

eCCCLXXIV.  L.  M.  Dr.WattsMtru! 
Yarmouth  Tune. 

CHRIST  Jyiug,  rijing,  and  reigning. 

I    T.l  E  dies !  the  friend  of  tinners  dies ! 
XT.   Lo !  Salem's  daughters  weep  around  ! 
A  folemn  darknefs  veils  the  ikies ! 
A  fudden  trembling  fhakts  the  ground  ! 
Come  !  faints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two 
For  him  who  groan 'd  beneath  your  load  ; 
Ke  fhed  a  thoufand  drops  for  you, 
A  thoufand  drops  of  richer  blood  ! 

1  Here'6  love  and  grief  beyond  degree, 
The  Lord  of  glory  die6  for  men  ! 
But  lo  !  what  fudden  joys  we  fee  ! 
*Jcfus  the  dead  revives  again  ! 
j  he  rifing  God  forfakes  the  tomb  ! 
Up  to  his  Father's  courts  he  flies ; 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 
And  fhourhim  welcome  to  the  ikies! 

3   Break  off  your  tears,  ye  faints,  and  tell 
How  high  your  great  deliverer  reigns, 
Sing  how  he  fpoil'd  the  hefts  oi  hell, 
And  led  the  monfter  death  in  chains  ! 
Say,  "  Live  fr  r  ever,  wond'rous  Kiug, 
«•  Born  to  redeem,  and  flrong  to  fe*e !" 
Then  afk  the  monftcr,  "  Where**  thy  fting? 
41  And  where'*  ihy  vi&ory  1  oWling  grave  ?" 


TH*  LORD'S  SUP?  PR.    475,  4/G. 

CCCCLXXV.     C.  M.     S.  Stexnet  p. 
d  Sacrai?!e:-ial  Hymn, 

1  TESUS  !  O  word  divinely  fweet ! 
^J     How  charraing  is  the  found  ! 
What  joyful  news  \  what  heavenly  fenfc 

In  that  dear  name  is  found  ! 

2  Our  fouls,  all  guilty,  and  condemn'd 

In  hopelefs  fetters  lay  ; 
Our  fouls,  with  numerous  fins  deprav'i, 
To  death  and  hell  a  prey. 
j   Jefus.,  to  purge  away  the  guilt 
A  willing  victim  fell, 
And  on  his  crofs  triumphant  broke 
The  bands  of  death  and  he  1. 

4  Our  foes  were  mighty  to  defhroy  ; 

He  mighty  was  to  fave  : 
He  dy'd  but  could  not  long  be  heldi 
A  prifoner  in  the  grave, 

5  Jefus  !  who  mighty  art  to  fave, 

Still  pufh.  thy  conquefts  on: 

Extend  the  triumph  of  thy  croft, 

Where'er  the  fun  has  fhooe* 

6  O  captain  of  falvation  !  make 

Thy  power  and  mercy  known  : 
Ti'l  clouds  of  wil  ing  converts  come 

And  worfhip  at  thy  throne. 
CCCCLXXVI.    L.  M.    J.  Stenkett: 
A  Sacramental  Hymn. 
I  HPHUS  we  commemorate  the  day, 

JL     Oa  which  our  deareft  Lord  was  flain  ; 
Thus  we  our  pious  homage  pay, 
Till  he  appears  on  earth  again. 

3  Come,  great  Redeemer  open  wide 
The  curtains  of  the  parting  iky : 
On  a  bright  cloud  in  triumph  ride, 
And  oa  the  world's  fwift  pinions  fly. 

3   Come  King  of  kings,  with  thy  bright  traiu, 
Cherubs,  and  feraphs,  heaven  y  holts : 


F7,  47c5.    TKF.  LCRD'S  SUPPER. 
Affume  thy  right,  enlarge  thy  reign 
A  s  far  as  earth  extends  her  coafts 
Come,  Lord,  and  where  thy  crofs  once  flood, 
There  p  ant  thy  banner,  fix  thy  throne; 
Subdue  the  rebels  by  thy  word, 
And  claim  the  nations  for  thy  own. 
CCCCLXXVII.     L.  M.     Beddome. 
Holy  Admiration  and  Joy 

JESUS,  when  faith  with  fixed  eyes 
Beholds  thy  wondrous  faerifice, 
Love  rii'es  to  an  ardent  flame, 
And  we  all  other  hopes  difclaim. 
With  cold  affection  who  can  fee 
The  thorns,  the  fcourge,  the  nails,  the  tree, 
Thy  flowing  ttars,  and  purple  fweat, 
Thy  bleeding;  hands,  anrt  head,  and  feet  ? 
Look,  faints  into  his  opening  fide, 
The  breach  how  large,  how  deep,  how  wide  ! 
'J  htnee  rffuefc  forth  a  double  flood, 
Of  cleasfing  water,  pardoning  blood. 
Hence,  O  my  fou',  a  balfam  flows, 
To  heal  thy  wounds  and  cure  thy  woes  ; 
Immo  tal  joys  come  ftreaming  down, 
Joys,  like  his  griefs,  immenfe  unknown  ! 
Thus  I  could  fit  and  ever  fing 
1  he  fufftrfngs  of  my  heavenly  King; 
Wilh  growing  pleafures  fpread abroad 
The  myfteries  of  a  dying  Cod. 

CCCCLXXV1II.      L.  M. 

Alidituti.ig  en  the  Crofs  o/CuRlST. 

t^OME  I've  on  bloody  Calvary, 
J    Sufptnded  on  th'  accurfed  tree, 
A 'haimlefs  fuff'rer  cover'd  o'er 
With  ihame,  and  weltering  io  his  gore. 
Is  this  the  vSaviour  long  foretold 
-  o  ulher  in  the  age  of  go  d  ? 
To  make  the  rtign  of  forrow  ceafe, 
And  bij.J  the  ;w  r.i.g  wor,d  in  peaft? 


the  lord's  supper.       479. 

3  'Tis  He,  'tis  He, — he  kindly  fhrouds 
His  glories  in  a  night  of  clouds, 
That  fouls  might  from  their  ruin  rife, 
And  heir  the  unperifhable  fkies. 

4  See  to  their  refuge  and  their  reft, 
From  all  the  bonds  of  guilt  re-eas'd 
Tranfgreflors  to  his  crofs  repair, 
And  find  a  full  redemption  there. 

5  Jefus,  what  millions  of  our  race 
Have  been  the  triumphs  of  thy  grace, 
And  millions  more  to  thee  fhall  fly, 
And  on  thy  facnfice  rely  ? 

6  That  tree,  that  curfe-empoifon'd  tree, 
Which-  prov'd  a  bloody  rack  to  thee, 
Shall  in  the  nobleft  bleffings  fhoot, 
And  fiU  the  nations  with  its  fruit. 

7  The  forrow,  fhame,  and  death  were  thine% 
And  ail  the  ftores  of  wrath  divine  ! 

Ours  are  the  glory,  life,  and  blifs  ! 
What  love  can  be  compar'd  to  this ! 
CCCCLXXIX.     L,  M.    D.  Turner. 

Set  him  above  all  Principalities  and  Poivers — Wor- 
thy is  the  Lamb  that  was  Jlain  to  receive  Glory 
and  Blejfmgy  Ephef.  i.  ai.  Rev,  v.  12. 

I    \|  OW  far  above  thefe  ftarry  Ikies, 
i\    Our  Jefus  fills  his  brighter  throne, 
Invifible  to  mortal  eyes, 
But  not  to  humble  faith  unknown. 

a  [The  countlefs  hofts  that  round  him  ftand. 
The  fubje&s  of  his  fovereign  power ; 
Fly  thro'  the  world  at  his  command, 
Or  proftrate  at  his  feet  adore. 

3  Satan  and  all  his  rebel  crew, 
That  rag'd  to  pull  his  kingdom  down  ; 
Crufh'd  by  his  hand,  in  ruin  now 
Lie  trembling  at  his  awful  frown. 

4  His  name  above  all  creatures  great, 
He  all  fuftains  and  all  control 


430.  THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

Yet  from  hi-;  high  exa'ted  ftate, 
Looks  kindly  clown  on  humble  fouls.] 

5  Tho'  in  the  glories  hepofftk'd 
Long  ere  this  world  or  time  began, 
He  fliines  the  Son  of  God  cimieis'dy 
Yet  owns  himfelf  the  Son  bf  Man. 

6  Here  once  in  agonies  he  dy'd, 
Now  in  the  heavens  he  ewer  lives ; 
Of  joy  there  pours  th'  eternal  tide, 
Here  favcs  the  fir.ner  who  believe*. 

7  All  hail !  thou  great  Immonucl,  hail ! 
Ten  thoufand  bleffings  on  thy  name  ! 
While  thus  thy  wondious  love  we  tell, 
Our  bofoms  fee   the  facred  flame. 

8  Come,  quick. y  come,  immortal  King! 
On  earth  thy  regal  honour*  raife, 
That  fu  )  falvation  promis'd  bring, 

1  hen  every  tongue  fhal   ling  thy  praife  ! 

CCCCLXXX     L.  M.    Dr.  W.tts'sLyric. 

Love  on  a  Cro/i  and  a  Throne. 
I     pVT  OW  let  our  faith  grow  flrong,  and  rife, 

Y**     And  vidw  our  Lord  in  all  his  iove  ; 

Look  back  to  hear  his  dying  cries. 

Then  m^unt  and  lee  his  fhrrne  above. 
7,  See  where  he  langliifli'd  r,r'  thf.  crofs;         •    ■ 

Beneath  our  fin«  he  groan'd  and  dy'dj 

See  where  he  iirs  to  p  ead  our  caufe 

By  his  almighty  Father's  fi'le. 

3  If  we  behold  hi*  bleeding  heart, 
T-nere  love  in  floods  of  forrow  reigns; 
He  triimips  o'er  the  ki  ling  fmart, 
And  fea'ls  our  pTfiafure  with  his  pains. 

4  Or  if  we  climb  th*  eternal  hills 
\\  -'.:re  the  dear  Conqueror  fits  cnthron'd  ; 
S  ill    n  Lis  heart  cornr-affion-dwclis, 
Near  the  memorial  of  his  wound. 
How  fhr-i:  vie  pafdotfd  rebels  Jhow 

ich  thty  love  their  djing  God? 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER.  481. 

Lord,  here  We'd  banifh  every  foe, 
We  hate  the  fins  that  coft  thy  blood. 
6  Commerce  no  more,  we  hold  with  hell, 
Our  deareft  lufls  fhaii  all  depart; 
But  let  thine  image  ever  dwell 
Stampt  as  a  feal  on  every  heart. 

CCCCLXXXI.     L.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

The  Triumphs  of  the  Croft. 

I   "^TO  more,  dear  Saviour  will  I  boaft 
1^1    Of  beauty,  wea'th,  or  loud  applaufe  : 
The  world  hath  all  its  glories  loft, 
Amid  the  triumphs  of  thy  crofs. 

2,  In  every  feature  of  thy  face, 

Beauty  her  faireft  charms  difplays ; 
Truth,  wifdom,  majefty  and  grace 
Shine  thence  in  fweetly  mingled  rays. 

3  Thy  wealth  the  power  of  thought  tranfcends, 
'Tis  vaft,  immenfe,  and  all  divine  : 

Thy  empire,  Lord,  o'er  worlds  extends; 
The  fun,  the  moon,  tke  ftars  are  thine. 

4  Yet,  (O  how  marvellous  the  fight : 
I  fee  thee  on  a  crofs  expire  ; 

Thy  godhead  veil'd  in  fable  night : 
And  angels  from  the  fcene  retire. 

5  But,  why  from  thefe  fad  feenes  retreat  ? 
Why  with  your  wings  your  faces  hide  ? 
He  ne'er  appear'd  fo  good,  fo  great, 
As  when  he  bow'd  hi*  head  and  died. 

6  The  indignation  of  a  God 

On  him  avenging  juftice  hurl'd: 
Beneath  the  weight  he  firmly  ftood, 
-And  nobly  fav'd  a  falling  world. 

7  Thefe  triumphs  of  ftupendous  grace 
Surprife,  rejoice,  and  melt  my  heart ; 
Lord,  at  thy  crofs  I  fiand  and  gaze, 
Nor  would  I  ever  thence  depart ! 


482,  483.   the  lord's  supper. 

CCCCLXXXII.     C.  M.     Wantage  Tune. 
Dr.  J.  Stennf.  i  t. 
A  Sacramental  Hymn. 

1  T    ORD,  at  thy  table  I  behold 
JL-J  The  wsnders  of  thy  grace  ; 
But  moft  of  all  admire  that  I 

Should  find  a  welcome  place  :— 

2  I  that  am  ail  defiTd  with  fin, 

A  rebel  to  my  God ; 
I  that  have  crucified  his  Son, 
And  trampled  on  his  blood. 

3  What  ftrange  fyrprifing  grace  is  this, 

That  fuch  a  foul  has  room  ! 
My  Saviour  takes  me  by  the  hand, 
My  ycfus  bids  me  come. 

4  "  Eat,  O  my  friend,"  the  Saviour  cries, 

"  The  feaft  was  made  for  you  : 
"  For  you  I  groan'd,  and  b  ed,  and  died., 
"  And  rofe  and  triumph'd  too  " 

5  With  trembling  faith,  and  bleeding  hearts, 

Lordy  we  accept  thy  love : 
'Tis  a  rich  banquet  we  have  had, 
What  will  it  be  above  ? 

6  Ye  faints  belsw,  and  hotts  of  heaven, 

Join  all  your  praifing  powers  : 
No  theme  is  like  redeeming  love, 
No  Saviour  is  like  ours. 

7  Had  I  ten  thoufand  hearts,  dear  Lord, 

I'd  give  them  all  to  thee  : 
Had  I  rcn  thoufand  tongues,  they  all 

Should  join  the  harmony. 
CCCCLXXXIII.     C.  M.     Bangor  Tune. 

Dr.   S.  S'fENNf  TT. 
t^  My  flrfi  is  meat  indeed ',  John  vi.  $% — SS- 

Wj$   T  TERE  at  thy  tab'e,  Lord,  we  meet, 
XX   To  feed  on  food  divine  : 
Thy  body  is  the  bread  we  eat, 
Thy  precious  blood  the  wine. 


484 

He  that  prepares  this  rich  repaft, 

Himfelf  comes  down  and  dies ;     ' 
And  then  invites  us,  thus  to  feaft 

Upon  the  facriSce. 
The  bitter  torments  ht  endur'd 

Upon  the  fhameful  crofs, 
For  us,  his  welcome  guefts  procur'd 

Thefe  heart  reviving  joys. 
His  body  to'  n  with  rudeft  hands, 

Becomes  the  fineft  bread  ; 
And,  with  the  blefiing  be  commands., 

Our  nobleil  hopes  are  fed. 
His  blood,  that  from  each  op'ning  vein, 

In  purple  torrents  ran, 
Hath  fill'd  this  cup  with  gen'rcus  wine, 

That  cheers  both  God  and  man. 
Sure  there  was  never  love  fo  free, 

Dear  Saviour,  fo  divine  ! 
Well  thou  may'il  claim  that  heart  of  mer 

Which  owes  fo  much  to  thine. 
Yes,  thou  malt  fure'y  have  my  heart 

My  foul,  my  ftrength,  my  all : 
With  life  itfelf  I'll  freely  part, 

My  Jefus,  at  thy  call. 

CCCCLXXXIV.     L.   M.     Bibdome. 

J E  3U*  ivept — be  died — fee  boiv  be  loved  us,  - 

John  xi.  35. 

SO  fair  a  face  bedew 'd  with  tears ! 
What  beauty  e'en  in  grief  appears! 
He  wept,  he  bled,  he  died  for  yon  ; 
What  mere  ye  faints  cou  d  Jefus  do  ? 
Enthron'd  above  with  equal  glow  ; 
His  warm  affections  downward  flow 
In  our  diiTrcfs  he  bears  a  part, 
And  feels  a  fympathetic  fmart. 
Still  his  cempafiions  are  the  fame, 
He  knows  the  frailty  of  our  frame  ; 
Our  heavieft  burdens  he  fuftains, 
Shares  in  our  forrows  and  our  pains. 


i 


485,  486.    the  lord's  supper. 

CCCCLXXXV.     C.  M.     Wantage  Tune. 
Steele. 

The  Wonders  of  Redemption. 

1  A  ND  did  the  holy  and  the  juft, 
Xi  The  Sovereign  of  the  Ikies, 
Stoop  down  to  wretchednefs  and  dull, 

That  guilty  worms  might  rife  ? 

2  Yes,  the  Redeemer  left  his  throne, 

His  radiant  throne  on  high, 
(Surprifing  mercy  !  love  unknown  !) 
To  fuffer,  bleed,  and  die. 

3  He  took  the  dying  traitor's  place, 

And  fuffer'd,  in  his  ftead ; 

For  man,  (O  miracle  of  grace  !) 

For  man  the  Saviour  bled  ! 

4  Dear  Lord,  what  heavenly  wonders  dwell 

In  thy  atoning  blood  ? 
By  this  are  finners  fnatch'd  from  hell, 
And  rebels  brought  to  God. 

5  Jefus>  mJ  f°u'>  adoring,  bends 

To  love  fo  ful',  fo  free  : 
And  may  I  hope  that  love  extends 
Its  facred  power  to  me  ? 

6  What  glad  return  can  I  impart 

For  favours  fo  divine  ? 
O  take  my  all — this  worthlefs  heart, 
And  make  it  only  thine. 

CCCCLXXXVI.     C.  M.     Irifh  Tund. 

Dr.  Doddridge. 

Room  at  the  Gofpel-Feaji,  Luke  Xi'v.  22. 

1  rTHHE  King  of  heaven  his  table  fpreads, 
*«        X     And  dainties  crown  the  board  ; 

Not  paradife,  with  all  its  joys, 
5  Xouid  fuch  delight  afford. 

2  Pardon  and  peace  to  dying  men, 

And  endlefs  ife  are  given  ; 


THE  LORDS  SUPPER.  487V 

Thro'  the  rich  bood  that  J  ejus  fhed 

To  raife  the  fou1  to  heaven. 
Ye  hungry  poor,  that  long  have  ftray'd 

In  fin's  dark  mazes,  come  ; 
Come,  from  your  moft  obfcure  retreats, 

And  grace  fhall  find  you  room. 
Mil  ions  of  fouis  in  glory  now, 

Were  fed,  and  feafted  here  ; 
And  millions  more,  ftill  on  the  way, 

Around  the  hoard  appear. 
Yet  is  his  houfe  and  heart  fo  large, 

That  millions  more  may  come, 
Nor  cou  d  the  whole  afferab  ed  world 

O'er-fill  the  fpacious  room. 
AH  things  are  ready,  come  away, 

Nor  weak  excufes  frame  : 
Crowd  to  your  places  at  the  feaft, 

And  blcfs  the  founder's  name. 
CCCCLXXXVII.     L.  M,     Steele. 
Communion  <witb  Christ  at  his  'Table. 

TO  Jefus.oxxT  exalted  Lord, 
(Dear  name,by  heaven  and  earth  ador'd!) 

Fain  would  our  hearts  and  voices  raife 

A  cheerfu  fong  of  facred  praife. 

But  a  1  the  notes  which  mortals  know, 

Are  weak  and  languifhing  and  low  ; 

Far,  far  above  our  humble  Tongs: 

The  theme  demands  immorta   tongue*. 
i  Yet  while  around  his  board  we  meet, 

And  humbly  worfhip  at  his  feet  : 

G  let  our  warm. affections  move,  - 

In  glad  returns  of  gratefu.  love  i 
\  Let  faith  our  feeb  e  fenfes  aid, 

To  fte  thy  wondrous  love  difplay'd, 

1  hy  broken  fieih,  thy  bleeding  veins, 

Thy  dreadful  agonizing  pains. 
;   Let  humble  penitential  woe 

With  painful,  p  eafing  angujf 


488,  489.    the  lord's  supper. 

And  thy  forgiving  (miles  impart 
Life,  hope,  and  joy  to  every  heart. 

CCCCLXXXVIIl.     CM.     Steele. 
Praife  to  the  Redeemer* 
1  '  |  "'O  our  Redeemer's  g'orious  name 
X    Awake  the  facred  fong  ! 
O  may  his  love  (immortal  flame  !) 
Tune  every  heart  and  tongue. 
a  His  love,  what  mortal  thought  can  reach  ? 
What  mortal  tongue  difplay  ? 
Imagination's  utmoft  ftretch 
In  wonder  dies  away. 

3  He  left  his  radiant  throne  on  high, 

Left  the  bright  realms  of  blif  s, 
And  came  to  earth  to  bleed  and  die  !— 
Was  ever  love  like  this  ? 

4  Dear  Lord>  while  we  adoring  pay 

Our  humble  thanks  to  thee; 

May  every  heart  with  rapture  fay 

"  The  Saviour  dy'd  for  me." 

5  O  may  the  fwect,  the  blifsful  theme 

Fill  every  heart  and  tongue  : 
Till  ftrangers  love  thy  charming  name, 
And  join  the  facred  fong. 

CCCCLXXXIX.     148.     Carmarthen  New 
Tune.  Dr.  S.  Stennett. 
A  Song  of  Praife  to  CHRIST, 
I        /*>  OME,  every  pious  heart 

v.^   That  loves  the  Saviour's  name, 
Your  nob'eft  powers  exert 
To  celebrate  his  fame : 
Tell  all  above,  and  all  below, 
he  debt  of  love  to  him  you  owe. 
BE  Such  was  his  zeal  for  Go./, 
And  fuch  his  love  for  you, 
He  nobly  undertook 
What  Gabriel  could  not  do  ; 


T 


THE  lord's  supper.       490. 

His  every  deed  of  love  and  grace 

A.I  words  exceed,  and  thought  furpafs. 

3  He  left  his  ffarry  crown, 
And  hid  his  robes  afide  ; 

On  wings  of  love  came  down, 
And  wept,  and  bled,  and  died  ; 

What  he  endur'd,  O  who  can  tell  ? 

To  fave  our  fou's  from  death  and  hell. 

4  From  the  dark  grave  he  rofe, 
The  manfion  of  che  dead  ; 
And  thence  his  mighty  foes 
In  glorious  triumph  led  : 

Up  thro'  the  Iky  the  Conqueror  rode, 
And  reigns  on  high,  the  Saviour  God. 

5  From  hence  he'll  quickly  come, 
His  chariot  will  not  ftay, 

And  bear  our  fpirits  home 

To  realms  of  endlefs  day  ; 
There  fhali  we  fee  his  lovely  face, 
And  ever  be  in  his  embrace. 

6  Jtfus,  we  ne'er  can  pay 
The  debt  we  owe  thy  love  : 
Yet  tell  us  how  we  may 
Our  gratitude  approve  : 

Our  hearts,  our  all,  to  thee  we  give  : 
The  gift,  tho'  fmall,  thou  wilt  receive. 

CCCCXC.     L.  M;     President  Datiej, 
Self- Dedication  at  the  Lord's  Table. 
I   T    ORD,  I  am  thine,  entire'y  thine  ? 

■I.  j  Purchas'd  and  fav'd  by  blood  divine  ? 

With  full  confent  thine  i  would  be, 

And  own  thy  fovereign  right  in  me. 
a  Thee  my  new  matter  now  I  call, 

And  confecrate  to  thee  my  al; ; 

Lord,  let  me  Jive  and  die  to  thee, 

Be  thine  thro'  all  eternity. 


495.  TIMES  A.VD  SEASONS. 

3  Serene  I  ^aid  me  down 
Beneath  his  guardian  care ; 

I  flept,  and  I  awoke,  and  found 
My  kind  preferver  near  ! 

4  7  bus  dots  thine  arm  fupport 
This  weak  defencekfs  frame ; 

Eut  whence  thefe  favors,  Lord,  to  me, 
A  i  worthlefc  as  I  am  ? 

5  O  !  how  mail  I  repay 
The  bounties  of  my  God? 

This  feeble  fpirit  pants  beneath 
The  pleating  painful  load. 

6  Dear  Saviour,  to  thy  crofs 
I  bring  my  facrifice  ; 

Ting'd  with  thy  blood,  it  fhall  afcend 
With  fragrance  to  the  fides. 

7  My  life  I  would  anew 
Devote,  O  Lortl,  to  thee  ; 

And,  in  thy  fervice  I  would  fpend 
A  long  eternity. 

CCCCXCV.     L.  M. 

An  Evening  Hymn. 
1    /^  BEAT  God,  ro  tl.ee  my  evening  fong 
VJ3T   With  humble  gratitude  I  raife, 

0  let  thy  mercy  tune  my  tongue, 
And  fil!  my  heart  with  liveiy  pr^ife. 

1  My  days  unclouded,  as  they  pafs, 
And  every  gentle  rolling  hour, 
Are  monuments  of  wondrous  grace, 
And  witnefs  to  thy  love  and  power. 

3  And  yet  this  thoughtlefs,  wretched  heart 
Too  oft  regardlefs,  of  thy  lore, 
Ungrateful,  can  from  thee  depart, 

|g  And  fond  of  trifles  vainly  rove. 

4  Seal  my  fergivenefs  in  the  bl6od 
Of  Jijus,  his  dear  name  alone 

1  plead  for  pardon,  gracious  God, 
jAnd  kind  acceptance  at  thy  throne* 


EVENING.  496,497- 

5  Let  this  bleft  hope  mine  eye-lids  clofe, 

With  fleep  refrefti  my  feebie  frame  ; 

Safe  in  thy  care  may  I  reoofe, 

And  wake  with  praifes  to  thy  name. 
CCCCXCVI.  L.  M,  Magdalen  Tune.  Bp.  Ken, 

A n  Evening  Hymn": 
I    S~^  LORY  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 

V_T  For  all  the  bleflings  of  the  light ; 

Keep  me,  O  keep  me,  King  of  kingst 

Beneath  thine  own  almighty  wings, 
a  Forgive  me,  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son, 

The  ill  that  I  this  day  have  done ; 

That,  with  the  world,  myfelf  and  thee, 

I,  ere  I  fleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
The  gave  as  little  as  my  bed ; 
Teach  me  to  die,  that  fo  I  may 
Rife  glorious  at  the  awful  day. 

4  O  let  my  foul  on  thee  repofe  ! 

And  may  fweet  fleep  mine  eye-lids  clofe ; 
S  eep  thac  fhall  me  more  vigorous  make, 
To  ferve  my  God,  when  I  awake, 
j   If  in  the  night  I  fleeplefs  lie, 

My  foul  with  heavenly  thoughts  fupp'y  ; 
Let  no  il!  dreams  difturb  my  reft, 
No  powers  of  darknefs  me  molsft, 
Praife  God,  &c. 
CCCCXCVII.     CM.     M 


"N 


An  livening  Hymn. 
TOW  from  the  altar  of  our  hearts 


Let  flames  of  love  arife  _ 
Aflift  us,  Lord,  to  offer  up 
Our  evening  facrifice. 
Minutes  and  mercies  mu'tiply'd 

Have  made  up  all  this  day ; 
Minutes  came  quick,  but  mercies  wer 
More  fwift  and  free  than  they, 
Q.2 


i 


498.        TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

3  New  time,  new  favor,'  and  new  joys, 

Do  a  new  fong  req  :ire  : 
Til)  we  {hali  praife  thee  as  we  would, 
Accept  our  hearts  defire. 

4  Lqrfrm  our  days,  whofe  hand  hath  fet 

New  t:me  upon  our  frore  ; 
Thee  may  we  praife  for  all  our  time, 
When  time  fhal  be  no  more. 

THE  SEASONS  OF  THE  YE  AIL 

CCCCXCVIII.     C  M.     Needh.ui. 

On  the  $p?mg. 

1  """I    HE  icy  chaii-  that  bound  t'he  earth 

1       Arc  now  d.-ffuiv'd  and  goi,e  : 
Wak'd  by  the  fun,  the  blooming  fpring 
Puts  his  new  livery  on. 

2  Where  awful  defotstiun  reign \1 

Biefl.  plenty  rears  htr  head: 
Exulting  with  a  fmi  e  to  fee 
Her  late  deftroyer  fled. 

3  Teeming  with  life  eh'  advancing  fan 

Protracls  the  fa  iing  day; 
Grand  light  of  heaven  !  he  fecms  to  wifb 
To  make  a   anger  flay, 

4  In  clouds  of  gold  behold  him  fef, 

Beyond  the  weft  he  fire*: 
Shor-.  is  his  nightly  coarfa,  and  foon 
He  gilds  the  eaftcrr.  w:os. 

5  My  foui,  m  every  fcene  admire 

The  wifdom  and  the  power  : 
Behold  the  God  in  every  plant, 

In  every  opening  flower, 
jgjfet  in  his  word,  the  God  of  grace 
R^Has  wrote  his  fairer  name:  ' 
The  wonder*  of  redeeming  love 

My  nobkft  fongs  fhall  claim. 


seasons.        499,  50 a 
With  warm  eft  beims,  thou  God  of  grace, 

Shine  on  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
Turn  thou  my  winter  into  Jp ring, 

.find  be  the  glory  thine. 

CCCCXCIX.     S.  M. 
The  return  of  the  Spring  celebrated. 

FROM  winter's  barren  clods, 
From  winter's  joylefs  wafte, 
The  fpring  in  fudden  youth  appears, 

With  blooming  beauty  grae'd. 

How  balmy  is  the  air ! 

How  warm  the  folar  beams  !" 
And  to  refrefh.  the  grouud,  the  rains 

Defcend  in  gentle  dreams. 

Great  God,  at  thy  command 

Seafons  in  order  rife  ; 
Thy  power  and  love  in  concert  reign 

Thro'  earth,  and  feas,  and  fkies  : 

With,  grateful  praife  we  own 

Thy  providential  hand, 
While  grafs  for  kine,  and  herb  and  cora 

For  men,  enrich  the  land; 

But  greater  fiill  the  gift 

Of  thine  incarnate  Son  ; 
By  him  forgivenefs,  peace,  and  joy 

Thro'  endlefs  ages  run, 

D.     C.  M. 
Spring. 

BEHOLD !  long  wifh'd  for  fpring  is  come, 
How  alter'd  is  the  fcene! 
The  trees  and  ftu-ubs  are  drefs'd  jn  bloom, 

The  earth  array'd  in  green. 
Where'er  we  tread,  the  chaffering  flowers 

Beauteous  around  us  fpring; 
The  birds  with  joint  harmonious  powers 
Invite  our  hearts  to  fing. 


501.  TIMT.S  AND  SEASONS. 

3  But  aa  '  in  vain  I  ftrive  to  join 

Opprefs'd  with  fin  and  doubt  ; 
I  feel,  th  winter  ft  ill  wirhin, 
The'  all  is  fpnng  without. 

4  O  '  would  my  Saviour  from  on  high, 

Break  thro'  thefe  clouds  and  fhine, 
No  creature  then  more  bleft  than  I, 
No  fong  more  loud  than  mine. 

5  Lord,  let  ihy>wordmy  hopes  revive, 

And  overcome  my  fetes; 
O  make  my  languid  graces  thrive 
And  b  offom  like  the  rofe. 

Dl.     C.  M.     Dr.  Gibbons. 

On  a  Year  of  threatening  Drought. 
i   rT,HE  fpring  great  Cod,  at  thy  command 
L     Leads  torch  the  mailing  year ; 
Gay  verdure,  foliage  bloom-,  and  flowers 
T'  adorn  her  reign  appear. 
a  But  fooq  canft  thou  in  righteous  wrath 
Biait  all  tike  promis'd  joy, 
And  e  ements  await  thy  nod 
'io  blefs  or  to  dtftroy. 

3  The  fail,  fhy  niinifter  of  love, 

'I'hat  from  the  naked  ground 
Cai.s  forth  the  hidden  feeds  to  birth, 
And  fpreads  their  beauties  r   Mid; 

4  At  the  dread  order  of  his  God 

New  dares  deftru&ive  fires; 
Hills,plaif:sind  va  esareparch'd  with  drought, 
And  blooming  life  expires 

5  Like  burniih'd  bra^s,  'he  heaven  around 

In  angry  terror  burns, 
While  the  eaith  lies  ajoylefs  wafie, 

And  into  iron  turns. 
lity  us  Lo  d,  in  ottf  di^reft,     # 

N"r  wih  our  land  eon  e*:ci  ; 
Bid  the  ay<  ngipg  ikies  relent, 

A*»d,  fhow  ..io  i  f  mercy  lend. 


.  3. 

DII.  C.  M. 

On  a  Year  of  threatening  Rain, 

1  TTOW  halt  thou  Lord,  from  year  to  year, 
Xjl   Our  iand  with  plenty  crown'd  ! 
And  generous  fruit,  and  golden  grain 

Have  fpread  their  riches  round. 

2  But  we  thy  mercies  have  abus'd 

To  more  abounding  crimes  ; 
What  heights  what  daring  heights  in  fin  ; 
Mark  and  difgrace  our  times  ! 

3  Equal,  tho'  awful  is  the  doom, 

That  fierce  defcending  rain 

Should  into  inundations  fw ell 

And  crufn  the  riling  grain  ! 

4  How  juffc  that  in  the  autumn's  reign, 

When  we  had  hop'd  to  reap, 

Our  fields  of  forrow  and  defpair 

Should  lie  an  hideous  heap! 

5  But,  Lord,  have  mercy  on  our  land, 

Thefe  floods  of  vengeance  flay  ; 
DifpeJ  thofe  g'ooms,  and  let  the  fua 
Shine  in  unclouded  day  ! 

6  To  thee  alone  we  look  for  hep ; 

None  elie  of  dew  or  rain 
Can  give  the  world  the  fma  left  drop, 
Or  fma  left  drop  reftrain. 
Dili.     L.  M.     Dr    Watts's  Lyric. 
The  God  of  Thunder. 

1  f~~\  THE  immenfe,  th'  amazing  height, 
\^7   The  boundiefs  grandtur  of  our  God, 
Who  treads  the  worlds  beneath  his  feet, 
And  fvays  the  nations  with  his  nod  ! 

2  He  fpeaks;  and   o,  all  nature  {hakes, 
Heaven's  everlafting  pillars  bow, 
He  rends  the  clouds  with  hideous  crac 
And  fhoots  his  fiery  arrows  thro' 

3  We',  let  the  nations  ftart  and  fly 
At  tiie  blue  lightning's  horrid  glare, 


504.  TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

Atheiflsand  emperors  fhrink  and  die. 
When  flame  and  noife  torment  the  air: 

4  Let  noife  and  flame  confound  the  fkics, 
And  drown  the  fpacious  reams  below, 
Yet  will  we  fing  the  Thunderer's  praife, 
And  fend  our  loud  hofannas  thro'. 

5  Celeftial  King,  thy  blazing  power 
Kindles  our  hearts  to  flaming  joys, 
We  fhout  to  hear  thy  thunders  roar, 
And  echo  to  our  Father's  voice. 

6  Thus  fhall  the  God  our  Saviour  come, 
And  light'nings  round  his  chariot  play, 
Ye  lightnings  fly  to  make  him  room, 
Ye  glorious  florms,  prepare  his  way. 

DIV.  C.  M. 

S ummer——an  Harvejl  Hymn, 

1  rT~,0  praife  the  ever  bounteous  Lordy 

JL     My  foul,  wake  all  thy  powers : 
He  calls,  and  at  his  voice  come  forth 
The  fmilling  harveft  hours. 

2  His  covenant  with  the  earth  he  keeps ; 

My  tongue  his  goodnefs  fing ; 
Summer  and  winter  know  their  time, 
His  harveft  crowns  the  fpring. 

3  Well  pleas'd  the  toiling  fwains  behold 

The  waving  yellow  crop : 
With  joy  they  bear  the  flieaves  away, 
And  fow  again  in  hope. 

4  Thus  teach  me,  gracious  God,  to  fow 

The  feeds  of  righteoufnefs : 
Smile  on  my  foul,  and  with  thy  beams 

The  ripening  harveft  blefs. 
||.V.Then  in  the  laft  great  harvell,  I 
■    Shall  reap  a  glorious  crop  :' 
The  harveft  fhal  by  far  exceed 

What  I  have  fow'd  in  hope. 


TIME  OF  HARVEST.    505,  506. 
DV.  C.  M. 

Harvejl — or,  the  accepted  Time  and  Day  of  Sal- 
vation, Prov  x.  V. 
I    Q  EE  how  the  little  toiling  ant 
O   Improves  the  harveft  hours  ; 
While  fummer  lafts,  thro'  all  her  cells 
The  choicer!  (lore  fhe  pours. 
%  While  life  remains,  our  harveft  lafts  ; 
But  youth  of  life's  the  prime  ; 
Beft  is  tlje  feafon  for  our  work, 
And  this  th'  accepted  time, 

3  To-day  attend,  is  wifdoms  voice, 

To-morrow,  foly  cries; 
And  ftiil  to-morrow  'tis,  when,  Oh  ! 
To-day  the  finner  dies. 

4  When  confeience  fpeaks,  its  voice  regard, 

A.nd  feize  the  tender  hour  ; 
Humbly  implore  the  promis'd  grace, 
raid  God  will  give  the  power. 
DVI.      CM.      STZE..E. 
Whver. 
1    QTERN  winter  throws  his  icy  chains 

O  -Encircling  nature  round; 
„     How  freak,  how  comfortle .is  the  plains, 

Late  with  gay  verdure- crowri'd  ! 
1  Tke  fun  withdraws  his  vital  beaf?i=, 
2£nd  light,  and  warmth  depart; 
And  drooping,  lifeiefs  nature  ieems 
An  emb  em  of  my  heart, 

3  My  hea-t,  where  mental  winter  reigns 

In  night3s  dark  mantle  clad, 
Confin'd  in  cold  inactive  chains, 
How  ddblate  and  fad  ! 

4  Return,  O  b  ffsful  Sun,  and  bring 

Thy  foul  reviving  ray; 
This  mental  winter  (hall  be  fpring. 
This  darknefs  cheerful  day. 

5  O  happy  ftate,  divine  abode, 

Where  fpring  eternal  reigns  ;: 
m 


507,  508.    TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 
And  perfect  day,  the  fmile  of  God, 
Fibs  all  the  heavenly  plains. 
6   Great  fource  of  light,  thy  beams  difplay, 
My  drooping  joys  reftore, 
And  guide  me  to  the  feats  of  day, 
Where  winter  frowns  no  more. 
DV1I.     L.  M.     Newton. 
Winter. 
I    QEE,  how  rude  winter's  icy  hand 

OHasftripp'dthetrcesandfeal'd  the  ground; 
But  fpring  fhail  loon  his  rage  withftand, 
And  fpread  new  beauties  all  around, 
a  My  foul  a  {harper  winter  mourns, 
Barren  and  fruitlcfs  I  remain, 
When  will  the  gent  e  fpring  return, 
And  bid  my  gracc9  grow  again  ? 

3  jfl:fusy  mv  glorious  Sun,  arife  ! 

'  Tis  thine  the  frozen  heart  to  move  ; 

0  !  hufh  thefe  ftorms,  and  clear  my  flcies, 
And  let  me  feel  thy  vital  love  ! 

4  Dear  Lord,  regard  my  feeble  cry, 

1  faint  and  droop  till  thou  appear ; 
Wilt  thou  permit  thy  plant  to  die  ! 
Mull  it  be  winter  ab  the  year  ? 

5  Be  Hill,  my  foul,  and  wait  his  hour, 
With  humble  prayer  and  patient  faith; 
Til!  he  reveals  his  gracious  power, 
Repofe  on  what  his  promile  faith, 

6  Ke,  by  whofe  a  1-commanding  word, 
Seafons  their  changing  courfc  maintain, 
In  every  change  a  pledge  affords, 
That  none  fhail  feek  his  face  in  vain. 

DV11I.  L.  M. 
<2Le  Sea/ot/s  croivnd  ivitb  GooJnefi,  Pfalm  lxv  II 
I    T7  TERN  AL  fource  of  every  -joy  ! 

JLj   Well  may  thy  prail'e  our  lips  employ 
While  in  thy  temple  we  appear 
To  hail  thse,  fovereign  of  the  year. 


WINTER NEW  YEAk's  DAY.    509. 

{,  Wide  as  the  wheels  of  nature  roll, 
Thy  hand  fupports  and  guides  the  whole ; 
The  fun  is  taught  by  thee  to  rife 
And  darknefs  when  to  veil  the  fkies. 

5  The  flowery  fpring,  at  thy  command, 
Perfumes  the  air  and  pafnts  the  land  ; 
The  fummer  rays  with  vigor  fhine 
To  raife  the  corn  and  che  r  the  vine. 

f.  Thy  hand,  in  autumn,  richly  pours 
Thro'  au  our  coafts  redundant  ftores  ;  . 
-And  winters  foften'd  by  thy  care, 
No  more  the  face  of  horror  wear. 

y   Seafons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  days 
Demand  fucceffive  fongs  of  praife  ; 
And  be  the  grateful  homage  paid, 
Wich  morning  light  and  evening  fhade. 

6  Here  in  thy  ho'ufe  let  incenfe  rife, 
And  circ  ing  fabbaths  biefs  our  eyes, 
1  iii  to  thufe  lofty  heights  we  fear, 
Where  days  and  years  revolve  no  more. 

NEW  YEAR'S  DAY. 
DIX    8.  7.  Jewin  Street  Tune.  Robbinso'n. 
Grateful  RecolteSrlon — Ebenezer,  I  Sam.  vii.   12'. 
lOOME,  thou  fount  of  every  blefling, 
\^jk   Tune  my  heart  to  ling  thy. grace! 
Streams  of  mercy  never  ceafing, 

Call  for  longs  of  loudefb  praife  : 
Teach  me  fome  meiodious  fonnet, 
Sung  by  fluming  tongues  above  : 
Praife  the  mount  — O  iix  me  on  it, 
Mount  of  God's  unchanging  love. 
%  Here  I  raife  my  Ebenezcr, 

Hither  by  thy  help  I'm  come; 
And  I  hope  by  thy  good  p'eafure, 

Safety  to  arrive  at  home  : 
Jefus  fought  me  when  a  ft  ranger 
Wandering  from  the  to  d  pi 


510,  511.    TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

He  to  fave  my  foul  from  danger, 

Interpos'd  his  precious  b  ood 

3  O  !  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor, 

Daily  I'm  conftrain'd  to  be! 

Let  that  grace  Lord,  like  a  fetter, 

Bind  my  wandering  heart  to  thee  ! 
Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it ; 

Prone  to   eave  thar  Gcd  T  love — 
Here's  my  heart  O  take  and  feal  it, 
Seal  it  from  thy  courts  above. 

DX.  L.  M. 
Help  obtained  of  Govt,  Ads  xxvi.  22. 
Nciv  Year*  Day 
I    /"">  RE  AT  Cod,  we  fing  thy  mighty  hand, 
VT   By  which  fupported  ftill  we  fraud  ;  i 
The  opening  year  thy  mercy  fhews  ; 
Let  mercy  crown  it  till  it  clofe. 
a  By  day  by  night  at  home,  abroad, 
Still  we  are  guided  by  our  God ; 
By  his  inceffant  bounty  fed, 
By  his  unerring  counfel  led. 

3  With  grateful  hearts  the  pall  we  own  ; 
The  future  all  to  us  unknown, 

We  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 
And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet 

4  In  fcenes  exalted  or  deprcfs'd, 

Be  thou  our  joy,  and  thou  our  reft 
Thy  goodnefs  al!  our  hopes  fhail  raife, 
Ador'd  thro'  all  our  changing  chys. 

5  When  death  fliall  interrupt  tfeefe  f«ngs, 
And  feal  in  fxlence  mortal  tongues, 
Our  Heifer-God,  in  whom  we  trull, 

In  better  worlds  our  fouls  fha.l  boaft. 

DXI.    L.  M.  S — • 

k-  We  barren.  Fig-Tree,  Luke  xiii.  6—0. 
i    f^  OD  of  my  life  to  thee  belong, 

V_J  The  thankful  heart,  the  grateful  fong 


BIRTH-DAY.  512. 

Touched  by  thy  love,  each  tuneful  chord 
Rtfoands  the  goodnefsof  the  Lord. 
I  Thou  hail  preferv'd  my  fleeting  breath, 
And  chas'd  the  gloomy  fhade£«f  death  \ 
The  venom'd  arrows  vainly  fly, 
When  God,  our  great  deliverer's  nigh. 

3  Yet  why,  dear  Lord,  this  tender  care  ? 
Why  does  thy  hand  fo  kindly  rear 
An  ufelefs  cumberer  cf  the  ground, 
On  which  no  pleafant  fruits  are  found  ? 

4  Still  may  the  barren  fig  tree  ftand  ! 
And  cultivated  by  thy  hand, 
Verdure,  and  bloom,  and  fruit  afford, 
Meet  tribute  to  its  bounteous  Lord. 

5  So  fhal  thy  praife  employ  my  breath 
Thro'  life,  and  in  the  arms  of  death 
My  foul  the  pleafant  theme  prolong. 
Then  rife  to  aid  th'  angelic  fong. 

DXIL    7s.  Fawcett. 
A  Birth- Day  Hymn,  A6ts  XX vi.  2» 
I   T  My  Ebenexer  raife 

\_  To  my  kind  Redeemer's  praife  j 

With  a  grateful  heart  I  own, 

Hithherto  thy  help  I've  known, 
a  What  may  be  my  future  lot, 

Well  I  know  concerns. me  not ; 

This  fhould  fet  my  heart  at  reft, 

What  thy  wi  1  ordains  is  beft. 

3  I  my  all  to  thee  refign  ; 
Father,  let  thy  will  be  mine  ; 
May  but  al!  thy  dealings  prove 
Fruits  of  thy  paternal  !ove. 

4  Guard  me,  Saviourrby  thy  power, 
Guard  me  in  that  trying  hour  ; 
Let  thy  unremitted  care 
Save  me  from  the  lurking  fnare. 

5  Let  my  few  remaining  days 
Be  devoted  to  thy  praife : 


513.  WEDDING. 

So  the  laft,  the  clofing  fcene 
Shal  be  tranquil  and  ferene. 
6  To  thy  wil    1  leave  the  reft, 
Grant  rae  but  this  one  requeft, 
Both  in  life  and  death  to  prove 
Tokens  of  thy  fpecia  love. 

DXII1.  C.  M. 

A  Wedding  Hymn. 

1  Q 1NCE  Jefus  freely  did  appear 
kJ    i  o  grace  a  marriage-feaft ; 

O  Lord,  we  afk  thy  prefence  here, 
To  make  a  wedding-gueft. 

2  Upon  thebrida'  pair  look  down, 

Who  now  have  plighted  hands, 
Their  union  with  thy  favor  crown, 
And  bltfs  the  nuptia'  bands. 

3  With  gifts  of  grace  their  hearts  endow, 

Of  all  rich  dowries  heft  ! 
Their  iubftance  bids,  and  peace  beftow, 
To  fwceten  all  the  reft. 

4  In  pureft  love  their  iou's  unite, 

That  they  with  chiifiian  care, 
May  nuke  domeftic  burdens  light, 

By  taking  mutual  friar e. 
§  True  helpers  may  they  prove  indeed, 

In  prayer,  and  faith,  and  hope; 
And  fee  with  joy  a  godly  feed 

To  build  their  houfholdup. 
6  As  ttaac  and  Rebecca  give 

A  pat  tern  chafte  and  kind  ; 
So  may  this  married  coup  e  live, 

And  die  in  friendfhip  join'd. 
On  every  foul  affembled  here* 

O  make  thy  face  to  fhine; 
Ihy  gocdnefs  more  our  hearts  can  cheer, 

Than  riched  food  and  wine. 


MEETING  AND  PARTING.    5l-h,  515. 
DXIV.     L.  M.     N-wton. 

A  Welcome  to  drift  an  Friends. — At  A^eiing. 

KINDRED  in  Chri?,  for  his  dear  fajte* 
A  hearty  welcome  here  receive  ; 

May  we  together  now  paitake 

The  joys  which  only  he  can  givs. 
\  To  you  and  us  by  grace  'tis  given 

To  know  the  Saviour's  precis  us  name  • 

Andfhortly  we  fha  i  meet  in  heaven 

Our  hope,  our  way,  our  end,  the  fame 
•   May  he  by  vyhofe  kind  cares  we  meet 

Send  his  good  Spirit  from  above, 

Make  our  communication  fweet, 

And  caufe  our  hearts  to  burn  with  ^ove ! 
i  Forgotten  be  each  worldly  theme, 

When  chriilians  fee  each  other  thus  • 

"Wg  only  wifh  to  fpeak  of  him, 

Who  liv'd,  and  dy'd,  and  reigns  for  us. 
■  We'll  talk  of  ail  he  did  and  faid, 

And  fuffer'd  for  us  here  below  ; 

The  path  he  mark'd  for  us  to  tread, 

.And  what  he's  doing  for  us  now. 
,  1  bus  as  the  momenta  oafs  away 

We'll  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore  ; 

And  haften  on  the  glorious:  day, 

When  we  ihail  meet  to  part  no  more. 
DXV.      ;s. 
At  Parting 

"jTpOR  a  feafon  cs  I  'd  to  part. 

-L     Let  us  no-.v  ourf.rl-/es  commend, 

To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 

Of  our  ever-pref.-nr  frit  nd. 

J --fas,  hear  our  humble  prayer  ! 

'1  "ruder  fhepherd  oi  thy  ih  t\,  ! 

Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  c-vc 

Ail  our  ioulo  iufafety  kc<fj>. 


516,  517.    TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

3  In  thy  ftrength  may  we  be  ftrong, 
Sweeten  every  crofs  and  pain  : 
Give  us,  if  we  live,  ere  long 

In  thy  peace  to  meet  again. 

4  Then,  if  thou  thy  help  afford, 
Ebenczers  fhali  be  rear'd  ; 

And  our  fouisfhal!  praife  the  Lord, 
Who  ouiLpoor  petitions  heard. 

DXVI.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge- 
The  Chrijiian  Farewell,  %  Cor.  xiii.  II. 
I   npHY  prefence,  everlafting  God, 

Jl     Wide  o'er  all  nature  fpreads  abroad ; 
Thy  watchful  eyes,  which  cannot  fleep, 
In  every  p'ace  thy  children  keep, 
a  While  near  each  other  we  remain, 
Thou  doft  our  lives  and  fouls  fuflain  ; 
When  abferit,  happy  if  we  fhare 
Thy  fmi'es,  thy  counfels  and  thy  care. 

3  To  thee  we  all  our  ways  commit, 
And  feek  our  comforts  near  thy  feat; 
Still  on  our  fouls  vouchfafe  to  mine, 
And  guard,  and  guide  us  ftill  as  thine. 

4  Give  us  in  thy  beloved  houfe, 
Again  to  pay  our  thankful  vows; 
Or,  if  that  joy  no  more  be  known, 
Give  us  to  meet  around  thy  throne. 

DXVU.     L.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 
Early  Piety,  Matt,  xii-  20. 
i    T  T  O  W  foft  the  words  my  Saviour  fpeaks  ! 
JTI.   How  kind  the  promifes  he  makes ; 
A  bruifed  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  will  he  quench  the  fmoaking  flax, 
.  a,  The  humble  poor  he  won't  defpife, 
Nor  on  the  contrite  finner  frown ; 
His  ear  is  opeji  to  their  cries, 
He  quickly  f«nds  falvation  down, 


YOUTH.  518. 

3  When  piety  In  early  minds, 
Like  tender  buds  begins  to  flicot, 

He  guards  the  phr.ts  from  threat 'ning  winds, 
And  ript:ns  bloffoms  into  fruit. 

4  With  humble  fouls  he  bears  a  part 
In  at1  the  forro ws  they  endure  : 
Tender  and  gracious  is  his  heart, 
His  promife  is  for  ever  fure. 

5  He  fees  the  ftruggles  that  prevail 
Betwe«n  the  powers  of  grace  and  fin.; 
He  kindly  Hirer; s  while  they  te:i 
The  bitter  pangs  they  feel  Within, 

6  -  ho'  prefs'd  with  feirs  on  ev'ry  fide, 
They  know  not  how  the  ftrife  may  end; 
Yet  he  wi.l  foon  the  caufe  decide, 

And  judgment  unto  vict'ry  fend. 

DXVIII.     CM.     Da.  Doddridge. 

The  Encouragement  young  Perfons  ba\e  to  feci 

Christ,  Prov.  ytrh  17. 

1  ~\7"E  hearts,  with  youthful  vigor  warm, 

X     in  fmi  ing  crouds  draw  near, 
And  turn  from  every  mortal  charm, 
A  Saviour's  voice  to  hear. 

2  He,  Lordoi  all  the  worlds  on  high, 

Stoops  to  converfe  with  you; 
And   ays  his  radiant  glories  by, 
Your  friendihip  to  purfue. 

3  "  The  fou\  that  longs  to  fee  my  face, 

"  Is  fure  my  love  to  gain  ; 
**  And  rhefe  that  early  feck  my  grace, 
"  Shall  never  feek  in  vain," 

4  What  object,  Lord,  my  foul  mould  move  - 

If  once  compar'd  with  thee  ? 
What  beauty  fhould  command  my  'ove, 
Like  what  in  Chriji  I  fee  ? 

5  Away,  ye  falfe  de!ufive  toys, 

Vain  tempters  of  the  mind ! 

'Tis  here  I  fix  my  lading  choice, 

For  here  true  blifs  I  finch 


519,  520.     TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 
DXIX.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Seekftf  the  Kingdom  o/God,  Matt.  VI.  23' 
I    KJ  OW  let  a  true  ambition  rife, 
1™    And  at  dor  fire  our  breads, 
To  reign  in  worlds  above  tbe  fkies, 
In  heavenly  glories  dreft. 
a  Behold,  Jehovah's  royai  hand 
A  radiant  crown  difp  ay, 
Whofe  gems  with  vivid  'uftre  mine, 
While  ftars  and  funs  decay. 

3  Away  each  grovelling  anxious  care, 

Beneath  a  chriftian's  aim  ; 
We  fpring  to  feize  immortal  joys, 
In  our  Redeemer's  name. 

4  Ye  hearts,  with  youthful  vigor  warm, 

The  glorious  prize  purfue  ; 
Nor  fear  the  want  of  earthly  good, 
While  heaven  is  kept  in  view. 

DXX.     L.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Sermons. 

A  lovely  youth  falling  fhort  of  heaven. 

Mark  x.  21. 

1  "l\/f  ^T  a^  tne  cnarrns  of nature  therj, 
1.VX  So  hopelefs  to  falvation  prove  ? 
Can  hell  demand,  can  heaven  condemn 

1  he  man  whom  jfefus  deigns  to  love  ! 

2  ''  he  man  who  fought  the  ways  of  truth,     . 
Paid  friends  and  neighbours  all  their  due  \ 
A  modeft,  fober  lovely  youth, 

Who  thought  he  wanted  nothing  now  ? 

3  But  mark  the  change:  thus  fpake  the  Lonl, 
"  Come  part  with  earth  for  heaven  to-day  ;' 
'Ihe  youth  aflonifh'd  at  the  word, 

In  filent  fadnefs  went  his  way. 
$£  Poor  virtues,  that  he  boafled  fo, 
*  his  teft  unable  to  endure, 
Let  Chrif,  and  grace,  and  glory  go, 
To  make  his  land  and  money  furc. 


YOUTH.  521 

Ah  foolilh  choice  of  treafures  here  ! 
Ah  fatal  love  of  tempting  gold  ! 
Muft  this  bafe  wor  d  be  bought  fo  dear  ? 
And  life  and  heaven  fo  cheaply  fold  ? 
In  vain  the  charms  of  nature  fhine, 
If  this  viie  paffion  governs  me  : 
Transform  my  fou\  O  love  divine  ! 
And  make  rae  part  with  all  for  thee. 
DXXI.     S.   M.     Fawcktt. 
Hoiv  Jhall  a  young  Man  clcanfe  his  Way  ? 
Pfalm  cxix.  9. 
TTTITH  humble  heart  and  tongue, 
VV     My  Goc',  to  thee  I  pray  ; 
()  make  me  lea;n  whi  ft  I  am  young, 
How  I  may  clcanfe  my  way. 
Now  in  my  ear  y  days, 
Teach  me  thy  wil.  to  know  ; 
O  Goo',  thy  fanCtifying  grace 
Betimes  on  me  bellow. 
Make  an  unguarded  youth 
1  he  object  of  thy  care  ; 
HeJp  me  to  choore  the  way  of  truth, 
And  fly  f#om  every  fnare. 
.    0  My  heart,  to  folly  prone. 
Renew  by  power  divine; 
Unite  it  to  thyfelf  alone, 
And  make  mc  wholly  thine. 
;        O    et  thy  word  of  grace 

My  vvarmeft  thoughts  employ ; 
Be  this  through  all  my  foLowing  days, 
My  treafure  and  my  joy. 
i        t  o  what  thy  laws  impart 
Be  my  whole  foul  intiin'd 
O  let  them  dwtli  within  my  heart, 
And  fancHify  my  mind. 
1        May  the  young  fervant  learn, 
By  theft  to  ciesnie  h's  way  ; 
And  may  I  here  the  path  difceru 
[i  hat  leads  to  endlefi  day. 


J 


522.  TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

DXXII.      8.8.6.     D.  Bradbery'8,  altered. 
For  a  Sunday  School. 
The  Imparl  ante  of  educating  youth. 
Congregation. 
I    "V  TOTvr  let  our  hearts  confpire  to  raife 
I  M     A  cheerful  anthem  to  his  praifc 

Who  reigm  entlircn'd  above: 
Let  mufic,  fweet  as  incenft  rife, 
With  grattfu    odors  to  the  ikie?, 
The  work  of  joy  and  love. 
Children. 
1  Teach  us  to  bow  before  thy  face : 
Nor  let  our  hearts  forget  thy  grace 

Or  flight  thy  providence  : 
When  loft  in  ignorance  we  lay, 
To  vice  and  death  an  eafy  prey, 
Thy  goodnefs  fnatch'd  us  thence. 

Congregation. 

3  O  what  a  num'rous  race  wc  kc, 
In  ignorance  and  mifery, 

Ur principle'],  untaught  ! 
Shall  they  continue  Hill  to  lie 
In  ignorance  and  mifery, 

We  cannot  bear  the  thought. 

Children. 

4  Give  Lord,  each  liberal  foul  to  prove 
The  joys  of  thine  exhaufUefs  love  ; 

And  while  thy  praife  we  fmg, 
May  we  the  facred  fcriptures  know, 
And  like  the  bleffed  jejus  grow, 

'I  hat  earth  and  heaven  may  ring. 

Congregation.. 
We  feel  a  fympathifing  heart, 
Lardy' 'tis  a  pleafure  to  impart, 
To  thee  thine  own  we  give ; 


YOUTH  EDUCATED.    523,  524. 

Hear  thou  our  cry,  and  pitying  fee, 
O  let  thefe  children  live  to  thee, 
O  let  thefe  children  live. 

DXXIII.     CM.     J.  Straphav. 

SUNDAY   SCHOOL. 

I   T) LEST  is  the  man  whofe  heart  expands 
J3   At  melting  pity's  call, 
And  the  rich  bleffings  of  his  hands 
Like  heavenly  manna  fall. 
2,  Mercy  defcending  from  above, 
In  fofteft  accents  pleads  ; 
O  !  may  each  tender  bofom  move 
When  mercy  intercedes. 

3  Be  ours  theblifs  in  wifdom's  way 

To  guide  untutor'd  youth, 
And  lead  the  mind  that  went  aftray 
To  virtue  and  to  truth. 

4  Children  our  kind  protection  claim, 

A.nd  God  wiL  we'l  approve, 
When  infants  learn  to  lifp  his  name, 
.And  their  Creator  love. 

5  Delightful  work  !  young  fouls  to  win, 

And  turn  the  rifing  race 

From  the  deceitful  paths  of  fin, 

To  feek  redeeming  grace. 

6  Almighty  God  !  thy  influence  fhed 

To  aid  this  good  defign  : 
The  honors  of  thy  name  be  fpread, 
And  all  the  glory  thine. 

DXXIV.     C   M. 
Old  Age  approaching ;  or,  JMan  frail  and  mortal' 
I    Tp»TER.NAL  God,  enthron'd  on  high! 
Hj   Whom  angcl-hofts  adore  ; 
Who  yet  to  fuppliant  duft  art  mgh3 
ri  by  prefence  I  implore, 


525.  TIMES  AND  SEASONS'. 

1   O  guide  me  down  the  fteep  of  age, 
And  keep  my  paffions  cooi  : 
Teach  me  to  fcan  the  facred  page, 
And  practife  evey  rue. 

3  My  S.ying  years  time  urges  on, 

What's  human  miift  decay  ; 
My  friends,  my  young  companions  gone, 
Can  1  expe6t  to  ftay  ? 

4  Can  I  exemption  p'eari,  when  death 

Projects  his  awful  dart  ? 
Can  med'cines  then  prolong  my  breath, 
Or  virtue  fhield  my  heart? 

5  Ah  !  no — then  fmooth  the  mortal  hour, 

On  thee  my  hope  depends  : 
Support  me  with  almighty  power, 
While  duft  to  dull  defcends. 

6  Then  fha;'  my  foul,  O  gracious  God! 

(While  angels  join  the  lay) 
A  dmitted  to  the  blefs'd  abode. 
Irs  tndlefs  anthem*  pay. 

7  Thro'  heaven,  howe'er  remote  the  bound 

Try  ma'chlefs  love  proclaim, 
And  join  the  choir  of  faints  that  found 
Their  great  Redeemer's  name. 

FAST  AND  THANKSGIVING  DAYS. 

DXXV.     C   M.     Carolina  Tune. 

For  a  Public  Faji. 
I     Q  EE  graciou*  God,  before  thy  throne 
O   Thy  mourning  people  bend  ! 
Tib  on  thy  fovereign  grace  alone 
Our  humble  hopes  depend. 
%  Tremendous  judgments  from  thy  hand, 
Thy  dre^-fu!  po^er  difplay; 
>.t  m.-rcy  fpurci  this  guilty  land, 
And  ilill  we  live  to  pray' 

God,  and  is  Columbia  fpar'd, 
rratelul  as  we  are  ! 


DAYS  OF  HUMILIATION.       526. 
O  make  the  awful  warning  heard, 

While  mercy  cries,  "  Forbear." 
What  land  fo  favor'd  of  the  fkies, 

As  the  apoflate  dates  ' 
Our  numerous  crimes  increafing  riff, 

Yet,  ftil   thy  vengeance  waits  ! 
How  chang'd,  alas !  are  truths  divine, 

For  error,  gui  t,  and  fhame  ! 
What  impious  numbers,  bo'd  in  fin, 

Difgrace  the  chi  iili?.n  name  ! 
Regardlefs  of  thy  iiniie  or  frown, 

Their  pleasures  they  require  ; 
And  fink  with  gay  indifference  down 

To  eveilafling  fire. 
O  turn  us,  turn  us,  mighty  Lord, 

By  thy  refiftkfs  grace  : 
Then  fha  I  our  hearts  obey  thy  word, 

And  humbly  feek  thy  face. 
Tien,  fhould  infulting  foes  invade, 

We  fhal!  not  fink  in  fear ; 
Secure  of  never-failing  aid, 

If  God,  our  God,  is  near. 

DXXVI.     C.  M.     S— . 
A  Hymn  for  a  Faft-Day,  Gen.  xviii.  2  3 — 33. 

WHEN  Abram  full  of  facred  awe, 
Before  Jehovah  ftood, 
And,  with  a  humble  fervent  prayer, 
For  guilty  Sodom  fued  ; 
,  With  what  fuccefs,  what  wonderous  g'ace, 
Was  his  petition  crown'd  ! 
The  Lord,  would  fpare  if  in  the  place 
Ten  righteous  men  were  found. 
I  And  could  a  fingle,  ho  y  foul 
So  rich  a  boon  obtain  ? 
Great  God,  and  fhaf  a  nation  cry, 
And  plead  with  thee  in  vain  ? 
j.   Columbia  guiity  as  fhe  is, 

Her  numerous  faints  can  boaft. 
& 


II 


527.  TIMES  AND  SF.ASONS. 

And  now  their  fervent  prayers  afcend 
And  can  thofe  prayers  be  loft  ? 

5  Are  not  the  righreous  dear  to  thee, 

Now  as  in  ancient  time*  ? 

Or  does  this  finful  land  exceed 

Gomorrah  in  its  crimes  ? 

6  Stil    are  we  thine,  we  hear  thy  name, 

Here  yet  is  thine  abode  ; 
Long  has  thy  prei'ence  blefs'd  our  land, 
Forfake  us  not  O  God. 

DXXVII.     L.  M.     Steele. 

On  a  Day  of  Prayer  for  fuccefs  in  War. 
I    T    ORD,  how  fha  i  wretched  finners  dare 

.1  i   Look  up  to  thy  divine  abode  ? 

Offer  their  imperfect  prayer, 

Before  a  juft,  a  holy  God? 
1  Bright  terrors  guard  thy  awful  feat, 

And  dazzling  glories  veil  thy  face  : 

Yet  mercy  calls  us  to  thy  feet: 

Thy  throne  is  ftil  a  throne  of  grace. 

3  O  may  our  fouls  thy  grace  adore, 
May  Jefus  pJead  our  humble  claim  ; 
While  thy  protection  we  imp  ore, 
In  his  prevai  ing,  glorious  name. 

4  With  a  1  the  boalkd  pomp  of  war, 
In  vain  we  dare  the  hoftile field;  ' 
In  vain,  unlefs  the  Lord  be  there  ; 
Thy  arm  alone  our  land  can  fhield. 

5  Letpaft  experience  of  thy  care 
Support  our  hope,  our  truft  invite  ! 
Again  attend  our  humble  prayer  ! 
Again  be  macy  thy  delight  ! 

6  Our  arms  fucceed,  our  councils  guide, 
Let  thy  right  hand  our  caufe  maintain  ; 
Til  war's  delh  uctive  rage  fubfide, 
And  peace  refume  her  gentle  reign* 

7  Great  God,  the  promis'd  period  bring, 
Let  ftandards  be  no  more  unfuri'd  ; 
Come  peace  and  !>  efs  with  balmy  wing, 
ri  he  eailern  and  the  weflern  world. 


t)VYS  O?  THANKSSVVtNCJ.    528,  529* 
8   When  fhall  the  gofpefes  healing  ray 
(Kind  fource  of  amity  divine  !) 
Spread  o'er  the  world  celeftial  day  ? 
And  all  the  nations.  Lord,  be  thine  ! 
DXXVHI.     L  M.     Paal's  Tune. 
President  Davifs. 
National  Judgments  deprecated,  and  Natinal  Mer- 
cies pleaded,   Amos  iii.  I — 6. 
I    "\T7"HILE  o'er  our  guilty  land,  O  Lordy 
V  V      We  view  the  terrors  of  thy  fword  ; 
Oh  !   whither  fhal   the  helplefs  fly — 
To  whom  bur  thee  direct  their  cry  ? 
%   The  helplefs  finner's  cries  a-  d  tears 
Are  grown  familiar  to  thine  ears  ; 
Oft  has  thy  mercy  lent  relief, 
When  all  was  fear  and  hopelefs  grief. 

3  On  thee,  our  guardian  God  we  call, 
Before  thy  throne  of  grace  we  fal  ; 
A  nd  is  there  no  deliverance  there  ? 
And  muft  we  perifh  in  defpair  ? 

4  See  we  repent,  we  weep,  we  mourn, 
To  our  forfaken  God  we  turn  ; 
O  fpare  our  guilty  country,  fpare 
The  church  which  thou  haft  p  anted  here. 

5  We  plead  thy  grace  indulgent  God ; 
We  plead  thy  Son's  atomng  blood  ; 
We  plead  thy  gracious  promifes, 
And  are  they  unavailing  pleas  ? 

6  i  hefe  pleas,  prefented  at  thy  throne, 
Have  brought  ten  thoufand  blefiings  down 
On  guilty    amis  in  helplefs  woe; 
Let  them  prevail  to  fave  us  too. 

DXXIX.      C.  M. 
ThanifgitiriT for  P^iclory  over  our  Enemies. 
I    r  |  ''O  thee,  who  reigo'ft  fjupreme  above, 
X     And  reign'!!  fupreme  be'ow, 
Thou  God,  of  wifdom,  power,  and  love,    I 
We  our  fucceffes  owe. 


530.         TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

2  The  thundering  horfc,  the  martial  band, 

"Without  thine  aid  were  vain; 
And  vi&'ry  flies  at  thy  command 
To  crown  the  bright  campaign. 

3  Thy  mighty  arm  unfeen  was  nigh, 

When  we  our  foes  affail'd  ; 
'Tis  thou  haft  rais'd  our  honors  high, 
And  o'er  their  hofts  prevail'd. 

4  Their  mounds,  their  camps,  their  lofty  towers  i 

Into  our  hands  are  given, 
Not  from  defert  or  ftrength  of  ours, 
But  thro'  the  grace  of  Heaven. 

5  What  tho'  no  columns  lifted  high, 

Stand  deep  irdcrib'd  with  praife, 
Yet  founding  honors  ro  the  flcy 
Our  grateful  tongues  fhall  raife. 

6  To  our  young  rare  wi  i  we  proclaim 

The  mercies  God  has  fhown  ; 
That  they  may  'earn  to  biefs  his  name, 
And  chcofe  him  for  their  own. 

7  Thus,  while  we  fleiejp  in  filent  duft, 

When  thrcatrhig  dangers  come, 
Their  fathers'  God,  fhali  be  their  tiuft. 
Their  refuge  and  their  home. 
DXXX.     L.  M.     Bcddome- 
Peace  Prayed  for. 

1  f"\N  us,  opprefs'd  beneath  thy  ftroke, 
\_J  And overwhelm'd  with  guilt  and  fhame 
Deign,  mighty  God,  with  f'miles  to  look  : 
The  fame  thy  power,  thy  grace  the  fume. 

2  Let  peace  defcend  with  balmy  wing, 
And  all  its  bleflings  round  her  fhed  ; 
Her  liberties  be  well  fecur'd, 

And  commerce  lift  its  fainting  head  : 

3  Let  the  :oud  cannon  ceafe-to  roar, 

;     The  warlike  trump  no  longer  found  ; 
1  he  din  of  arms  be  heard  no  more. 
Nor  human  blood  po  lute  the  ground. 


DAYS  OV  THANKSGIVING.    53i,  5')2. 

4  Let  hoftile  trnops  drop  from  their  hands, 
The  ufelefs  fword,  the  glittering  fpear 
And  join  in  friendship's  [acred  bands, 
Nor  one  diffentient  voice  be  there. 

5  Thusfave,  O  Lord,  a  finking  land, 
Millions  of  tongues  fhal]  then  adore, 
Refound  the  honors  of  thy  name, 

And  fpread  thv  praife  from  fhore  to  fhore. 

DXXXI.     L.  M.     Steele. 

Praife  for  National  Peace,  Pfalm  xlvi.  9. 

1  r^\  RE:,T  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  Ikies, 
V_T   A  word  of  thy  almighty  breath 
Can  fink  the  world,  or  bid  it  rife: 

Thy  fmi'c  U  life,  thy  frown  is  death. 

2  When  angry  nations  rufh  to  arms, 
And  rage,  and  noife,  and  tumult  reign, 
And  warrefounds  its  dire  alarms, 
And  {laughter  fpread^  the  hoftile  plains; 

Jl  Thy  fovereign  eye  looks  calmy  down,     [er  ; 
Andmarkstheir  courfe,and  bounds  their  pow- 
Thy  word  the  angry  nations  own, 
And  noife  and  war  are  heard  no  more. 

4  Then  peace  returns  with  balmy  wing, 
(Sweet  peace,  with  her  what  bieffings  fled  !) 
Gad  plenty    aughs,  the  vallies  fing, 
Reviving  commerce  lifts  her  head. 

5  Thou  good,  and  wife,  and  righteous  Lord, 
All  move  fubfervient  to  thy  wi  1 ; 

And  peace  and  war  await  thy  word, 
And  thy  fublime  decrees  fulfil. 

6  To  thee  we  pay  our  grateful  fnngs. 
Thy  kind  piotecition  fli  1  implore  ; 

O  may  our  hearts,  and  lives,  and  tongue*, 
Confefs  thy  goodnefs  and  adore. 
DXXXII.     L.  M. 
fbanifghing  for    National    Deliverance   and  Im- 
provement of  it,  Luke  i.  74,  75 
I    T>RAISL  to  the  Lord,  w  ho  bows  his  ear 
JL      Propitious  to  his  people's  prayer ; 


533.  TITITS   AND  SEASONS. 

And,  tho'  deliverance  long  de'ay, 

Anfwers  in  his  wcil-chofen  day. 
a  Salvation  doth  to  (red  be  ong  ; 

H;s  power  and  grace  fhall  be  our  fong  ; 

The  tribute  of  our  love  we  bring 

To  thee,  our  Saviour,  and  our  King! 

3  Our  temples  guarded  from  the  flame, 
Shall  echo  thy  triumphant  name; 
And  every  peaceful  private  home 
To  thee  a  temple  fha  1  become. 

4  Still  he  it  our  fuprenae  delight 
To  walk  as  in  thy  honor'd  fight; 
Hence  in  thy  precepts  and  thy  fear, 
lil  life's  lad  hour  to  perfevere. 

DXXXIll.     Doddridge. 

'Thanks  to  God  for  his  ever  enduring  Goodnefs  ^ 

Pi  aim  exxxvi.  I. 

I    TTOUSE  of  our  God  with  cheerful  anthem3 

JLjL  ring, 

While  at'  our  lips  and  hearts  his goodnefsfing; 

With  facred  joy  his  wond'rous  deeds  proclaim ; 

Let  every  tongue  be  vocal  with  his  name; 
The  Lord,  is  good  :  his  mercy  never-ending, 
His  blcffing-.  in  perpetual  fhowers  defcending. 
1  The  heaven  of  heavens  he  with  his  bounty  fills 

Ye  feraphs  bright,  on  ever-blooming  hills, 

His  honors  found:  you  to  whom  good  a  one, 

Unmingled,  ever-growing,  has  been  known. 
Thro'  your  immortal  life,  with   ove  increafing, 
Proclaim  your  Maker's  goodnefs  never-crcafing. 
3  Thou  e^.rth,  enlighten'd  by  his  rays  divine, 

Pregnant  with  qrafs, and  corn, and  oil,  &  wine, 

Crown'd   with  his  goodnefs,  let   thy  nations 
meet, 

And  lay  themfelves  at  his  paternal  feet ; 
With  grateful  love  that  lib'ra   hand  confeffing, 
Which  thro'  each  heart  diffufeth  every  blefling. 


DAYS  OF  THANKSGIVING.    5<5#. 

4  Zion  enrich'd  with  his  diftinguifh'd  grace, 
Bleft  with  the  rays  of  thine  Immmuel's  face, 
Zion,  Jehovah's  portion,  and  delight, 
Grav'n  on  hit.  hands,  and  hourly  in  his  fight. 

In  facred  drains  exalt  that  grace  excelling, 
Which  makes  thy  numb  e  hih  his  chofen  dwel- 
ling. 

5  His  goodnefs  never  ends  ;  the  dsvvn  the  fhade 
Sti.1  fee  new  bounties  thro'  new  fcenes  cuf- 

play'd; 
Sncceeding  ages  b  efs  this  fure  abnde, 
Asd  chi  dren  lean  upon  their  father  God ; 
The  deathlcfs  foul  thro'  its  inimeriie  duration, 
Drinks  from  this  fource  immorta    confoiation, 

6  Burft  into  praife,  nly  foul ;  all  nature  join, 
Angels  and  men  in  harmony  combine, 
While  human  years  are  meafur'a  by  the  fun, 


And  while  eternity  its  courfe 


fin  : 


His  goodnefs  in  perne  uai  fhowc-rs  defcendms 
Exalt  in  longs  and  raptures  never-ending. 
DXXXIY. 
A  general  Tbahhsgll/mg. 
I     Q  AY  fhould  we  fe:-irch  the  g  one  around. 
O    Where  can  fu-h.  hapoinefs  be  Fnuhd 
As  dwells  in  this  much  f?tvor?d  iaiicl  ? 
Here  plenty  reigns;  here  freed  Hn  fhecU 
Her  choiceft  blefiinos  on  our  heads  : 
By  Go  J  fup  ported  ft  Hi  we  ftind. 
a  Here  commerce  fpread=>  the  Wealthy  flora 
Which  comes  from  tvVy  foreign  {hore ; 
Science  and  art  their  charms  difplaj  , 
Religion  tea  hetii  us  rp  raife 
Our  voices  in  v)t;r  .':::-  s  praife, 
As  truth  and  coajcieiice  point  the  way. 
3    T,;jfc  are  t.h*-  gifss,  a-mighty  Klngl 

From  tbee  our  match  !efr,  hir'uigs  r;>r:n>:  ; 

Th'  extended  fhade,  the  fruitful  ikies, 
Ihe  raptures  Mbcriy  biilows, 


535,  535.    TIMES   AXD  SEASONS. 
Th'  eternal  joys  the  gofpel  fhows, 
AH  from  thy  boundiets  goodnefs  rife. 
4  With  gratefu   hearts,  with  cheerful  tongues, 
To  God  we  raife  united  fongs  ; 

His  power  and  mercy  we  proclaim  ; 
And  {till,  thro'  ev'ry  age,  fhad  own, 
Jehovah  here  hath  fix'd  hie  throne, 
And  triumph  in  his  mighty  name. 
J  Long  as  the  moon  her  courfe  mail  run, 
Or  man  behold  the  circ  ing  fun, 

May'ft  thou  o'er  fair  Columbia  reign: 
Stili  crown  her  counfels  with  fuccefs, 
With  peace  and  joy  her  borders  blefs, 
And  all  her  facred  rights  maintain. 
DXXXV.     L.  M. 
Deliverance,  Num.  xxiii.  43. 
*  TTTHA  i'  hath  God  wrought !  might  If  rati 

When  "Jordan  roll'd  its  tide  away, 
And  gave  a  paffage  to  their  bands, 
Safe  y  to  march  acrofs  its  fands. 
%  What  hath  Goo  ivrought  !  might  well  be  faid 
When  Jefus,  rifing  from  the  dead, 
Scatter'd  the  fhades  of  Pagan  night 
And  blefs'd  the  nations  with  his  light. 

3  What  bath  God  -wrought  !  O  blifsful  theme 
Are  we  redeem'd  and  ca  I'd  by  him  ? 
Shall  we  be  led  the  defert  thro'! — 

And  fate  arrive  at  glory  too  ! 

4  The  news  fhall  every  harp  employ, 
Fill  every  tongue  with  rapturous  joy; 
When  fhall  we  join  the  heavenly  throng, 
'1  o  fwell  the  triumph  and  the  fong ! 

DXXXVI.     L.  M. 

Prayer/or  the  Presidemt,  Congress, 

Magistrates,  &c. 

X   /^N  RE  \T  Lord,  of  all,  thy  matchlefspowen 

VJT  Archangels  in  the  heavens  adore; 


RULERS  PRAYED  FOR—SI  CKNISS.  53' 
With  them,  our  Sovereign  thee  we  own, 
And  bow  the  knee  before  thy  throne. 

%  Let  dove-eyed  peace  with  odour'd  wing, 
On  us  her  grateful  bleffings  fling, 
Freedom  fpread  beauteous  as  the  morn, 
And  plenty  fill  her  am  pie  horn. 

3  Pour  on  our  Chief  thy  mercies  down, 
His  days  with  heavenly  wifdom  crown  ; 
Refolve  his  heart,  where'er  he  g<y~*, 
"To  'aunch  the  ftream  that  duty  fhows." 

4  Over  our  Capitol  diffufe, 

From  hills  divine,  thy  welcome  dews. 
While  Congress  in  one  patriot  band, 
Prove  the  firm  fortrefs  of  our  land. 
$  Our  Magistrates  with  grace  fuftain.-, 
Nor  let  them  bear  the  fword  in  vain ; 
Long  as  they  fi-'l  their  awfu!  feat, 
Be  vice  feen  dying  at  their  feet. 
k  For  ever  from  the  weftern  fky, 
Bid  the  '■defraying  angel1  fly  ; 
"With  grateful  fongs  our  hearts  infpire, 
Around  us  blaze  a  will  of  fire. 

SICKNESS  AND  RECOVERY. 
DXXXVII.     CM.     Steele. 
De/iri.vg  the  Frefence  of  God  in  Ajfl,i£llon\. 
1   '""I    HOU  only  centre  of  my  reft, 
1.     Look  down  with  pitying  eye, 
While  with  protracted  pain  oppreft 
I  breath  the  plaintive  ugh. 
a  Thy  gracious  prefence,  O  my  God, 
My  every  wifh  contains; 
With  this,  beneath  affliction's  load, 
My  heart  no  more  complains. 
3  This  can  my  every  care  controul, 
Gild  each  dark  fcene  with  ligh*; 
This  is  the  funfhine  of  the  fou1, 
Without  it  all  is  night. 
R  3 


52?>.  TIMES  AND    SEASON?. 

4  My  Lordy  my  life,  O  cheer  ruy  heart 

Wirh  thy  leviving  ray, 
And  bid  tiaefe  mournfu    fliades  depart, 
And  bring  the  dawn  of  day  ! 

5  O  happy  fcene  of  pure  de  ight  ! 

Where  thy  full  beaiws  impart 
Unclouded  beauty  to  the  fight, 
And  rapture  to  the  hea^t. 

6  Her  path  in  thole  fair  rea  ms  of  blifs, 

My  fpirit  longs  to  know  ; 

My  wifh.es  terminate  in  this, 

Nor  ca    they  reft  below. 

7  Lord,  fhad  the  breathings  of  my  heart 

>fpire  in  vain  to  thee  ? 
Confirm  my  hope,  that  where  thou  art, 
I  fhah  for  ever  be. 

8  Then  fhall  my  cheerful  fpirit  fing 

The  darkfome  hours  away, 
And  rife  on  faith's  expanded  wing 
To  everiaiting  day. 

DXXXVIII.     C.  M.     Dr.  Watts. 
Gompl.tint  and  Hope  under  great  Pain. 
I    T     OP.D,  I  am  pain'd;  but  I  refign 
.I_j   My  body-to  thy  v/i!l ; 

Tis  thrice,  'tis  wifJom  ail  divine, 

Appoints  the  pain*  I  fed. 
1   Dirk  are  thy  w.-.ys  of  providence, 

While-  they  who  love  thee  groan  : 
Thy  reafons  iie  concea  'd  from  lenfe 

Myfterious  and  unknown. 

3  Ytt  nature  may  have  leave  to  ("peak, 

A.n  i  plead  before  her  God, 
Left  the  o'erburden'd  heart  fhouid  break 
B..m-  ::h  thine  heavy  rod. 

4  1  h  fe  mour.'ifui  groans  and  flowing  tears, 

Give  my  poor  fpirit  eafe : 


SICKNESS.  539. 

While  every  groan  my  Father  hears 
And  every  tear  he  ftes. 

5  [How  fhali  I  glorify  my  God 

In  bonds  of  grief  confin'd  ? 
Damp'd  is  my  vigor,  while  this  c!od 
Hangs  heavy  on  my  mind  ] 

6  Is  not  feme  fmiiing  hour  at  hand 

With  peace  upon  i  s  wing'  ? 
Give  it,  O  God,  thy  fwift  command, 
With  al   the  joys  it"  brings. 

DXXXIX.      C.  M.     Leech. 

For  a  'Time  of  general  Sichnefs. 

E  ATH,  with  his  dread  commiffion  feal'd, 


D 


Now  haftens  to  his  arms ; 
In  awful  Rate  he  takes  the  field, 

And  founds  his  dire  alarms. 
Attendant  p  agues  arwund  him  ftand, 

And  wait  his  dread  command  ; 
And  pain-,  and  d-  iii'g  groans  obey 

The  fi-jnal  ot  his  hand. 
Whh  cruel  force  he  fcatters  round 

His  fhafts  of  deadly  power; 
Whi  c  the  grave  waits  its  deilin'd  prey, 

Impatient  to  devour. 
Look  up,  ye  heirs  of  endlefs  joy, 

Nor  let  your  fears  prevail ; 
Eternal  life  is  your  reward, 

When  life  on  ea  th  fhali  fail. 
What  rho'  his  d.;rts,  promifcuous  hurl'd 

Deal  fatal  p  agues  around  ; 
And  heaps  of  purrid  carcafes 

O'er  rovd  the  cumber'd  ground  ; 
The  arrows  that  fhali  wound  your  m  fh, 

Were  given  from  ahove, 
Dm;  in  the  great  Redeemer's  blood, 

And  feather  "d  all  with  love. 


540.  541.    TIMFS   AND  SEASON'S. 
.7  Thefe  with  a  gentle  hand,  he  throws, 
And  faints  lie  gafping  too; 
But  heavenly  ftrength  fupppr.rts  their  foisl«, 
And  bears  them  conquerors  »hro\ 
8  Joyful  they  ftretch  their  wings  abroad 
And  all  in  triumph  rife 
To  the  fair  pa'ace  of  their  God, 
And  manlions  in  the  ikies. 

DXL.     S.  M.     Beddome. 
Siibmljjion  under  /IJjlicl'on. 
I    T^a  O ST  thou  my  profit  fee k, 
I  $    And  chafti  n  as  a  friend, 
O  God,  I'll  kifs  the  fmartiug  rod, 
There's  honey  at  the  end. 
Z       Doft  thou  thro'  death's  dark  vale 
Conduit  to  heaven  at  lad? 
The  future  good  will  make  amends 
For  all  the  evil  paft. 
j        Lord,  I  would  not  repine 
At  ill  okes  in  mercy  lent ; 
If  the  chaftiiement  comes  in  love, 
My  foul  fhall  be  content. 

DLL     L.  M.     W . 

SicLnefs  and  Recovery. 
I      A  WHILE  rt-main'd  the  doubtful  ftrife, 
l~%   Till  j-ftts,  gave  me  back  my  life, 
My  life  ? — my  foul,  recall  the  word, 
'  J  is  ife  to  fee  thy  gracious  Lord. 

1   Why  inconvenient  noiv  to  die  ? 
Viie  unbelief,  O  te'l  me  why  ? 
When  can  it  inconvenient  be, 
My  loving  Lord,  to  come  to  thee  ? 

3   He  faw  me  made  the  fport  of  hell, 
He  knew  the  tempter's  malice  well, 
And  when  my  foul  had  all  to  fear, 
Then  did  the  glorious  Svh  appear! 


RF.COVEPv,-.\  o4 

4  O  blefs  him  ! — blefs,  ye  dying  faints. 
7 he  God  of  grace  when  nature  faints, 
He  fhew'd  my  flefh  the  gaping  grave, 
1  o  ihew  me  he  had  power  to  fave. 

DXLII.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Praife  for  Recovery  from  Sicknefs, 
Pfalm  cxviii.  18,  19. 
i    QOVEREIGN  of  life,  I  own  thy  hand 
C)    In  every  chaftening  ftroke  ; 
And  while  I  fmart  beneath  thy  rod, 
Thy  prefence  I  invoke. 

2  To  thee  in  my  diftrefs  I  crierf, 

And  thou  haft  bow'd  thine  ear ; 
Thy  powerful  word  my  life  prolong'^. 
And  brought  falvation  near. 

3  Unfold,  ye  gates  of  righteoufnefs, 

That,  with  the  pious  throng, 

I  may  record  my  folemn  vows, 

And  tune  my  grateful  fong. 

4  Praife  to  the  Lord,  whofe  gentle  hantl 

Renews  our  labouring  breath  : 
Praife  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  his  faintf 
Triumphant  e'en  in  death, 
j  My  God,  in  thine  appointed  hour 
Thofe  heavenly  gates  difplay, 
Where  pain  and  fin,  and  fear  and  deatk 
For  ever  flee  away. 
6  There,  while  the  nations  of  the  blefft'd. 
With  raptures  bow  around, 
My  anthem*  to  delivering  grace, 
In  fweeter  ftrains  fkall  found. 


1 


543,  544.   time  and  eternity. 
TIME  AND  ETERNITY. 

DXLIII.     L.  M.      Steele. 
Thejbortnefs  of  Time  and  frailty  of  Man, 
Pfa  m  xxxix. 
I      A   LMIGH    Y  Maker  of  mv  frame, 
JL  A     Teach  me  the  meafurc  of  my  days  ' 
Teach  me  to  know  how  frail  I  am, 
And  fpend  the  remnant  to  thy  praife. 
%   My  days  arc  fhorter  than  a  iian, 
A    itt'e  point  my  life  appear?  ; 
How  frail  at  fcfeft  is  dying  man ! 
How  vain  are  al    his  hopes  and  fears. 

3  Vain  his  amhition,  noile  and  flrow  ! 
Vain  are  the  cares  that  ruck  his  mind  ! 
He  heaps  up  treafures  mix'd  wi'h  woe; 
And  dies,  and  ieaves  them  all  behind. 

4  O  be  a  nobler  portion  mine  ; 
My  God  I  bow  before  thy  throne, 
Earth's  fleeting  treafures  I  refign, 
And  fix  my  hopes  on  thee  alone. 

DXLIV.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
The  Wifdom  of  redeeming  Time,  Eph.  v.  15,  x6 
I    /*N  OD  of  eternity,  from  thee 

V_T  Did  infant-time  his  being  draw  ; 

Moments  and  days,  and  months,  and  years, 

Revolve  by  thine  unvaried  law. 
1  Silent  and  flow  they  glide  away  : 

Steady  and  ftrong  the  current  flows, 

Loft  in  eternity's  wide  fea, 

The  boundlels  gulph  from  whence  it  rofe. 

3  With  it  the  thoughtltfsfons  of  men 
Before  the  rapid  ftreama  are  borne, 
On  to  that  everlafting  home, 
Whence  not  one  foul  can  e'er  return. 

4  Yet  vvhi  e  the  fhore  on  cither  fide 
Prefects  a  goodly  flattering  fliow, 


TIME   AND  FTF.RNJTY.  545. 

We  gaze,  in  fond  amazment  loft, 
Nor  think  to  what  a  wor  d  we  go. 
5    Great  fource  of  wifdom,  teach  my  heart 
To  know  the  price  of  every  hour; 
That  time  may  bear  me  on  to  joys 
Beyond  its  mealure,  and  its  power. 
DXLV.      7s.     Rtland,  junior. 
The  Saint  happy  in  being  entirely  at  the  Difpofal  ef 
bis  God  — J'vfy   Times  are  in  thy  handy 
Pfaim  xxxi.  15    xxxiv.  1. 
I    QOVERE1GN  Ruler  of  the  fkies, 
O    Ever  gracious,  ever  wife  ! 
All  my  times  are  in  thy  hand, 
AH  events  at  thy  command. 
1  His  decree,  who  form'd  the  earth, 
Fix'd  my  firft  and  fecond  birth  : 
Parents,  native-place, and  time, 
Al  appointed  were  by  him. 

3  He  that  form'd  me  in  the  womb, 
He  fliali  guide  me  to  the  tomb  : 
All  my  times  fh-dl  ever  be 
Order'd  by  his  wife  decree. 

4  i  imes  of  ficknef?,  times  of  health  ; 
Times  of  penury  and  wealth  ; 
Times  of  trial  and  of  grkf; 
Times  of  triumph  and  relief; 

5  Times  the  tempter's  power  to  prove ; 
Times  to  tafte  a  Saviour's  love  ; 

Ail  muft  come,  and  laft,  and  end, 
A  nd  fha.il  pieafe  my  heavenly  friend. 

6  Piagues  and  deaths  around  me  fly  ; 
Til  he  bids,  I  cannot  die: 
Not  a  fingie  ft  aft  can  hit 
Til   the  God  of  love  fees  fit. 

.  j   O  thou  gracious,  wife,  and  juft, 
In  thy  hands  my  life  I  trull : 
H.  vc  I  fomewhat  dearer  fti  1  ? 
I  rcfign  it  to  thy  wi  1. 


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546.         TIME  AND  ETERNITY. 
8   May  I  always  own  thy  hand— 
Still  10  thee  furrender'd  ftand  ; 
Know  that  thou  art  God  alone, 
I  and  mine  are  aU  thy  own. 
o  'Thesat  all  times  wiU  I  blefs  : 
Having  thee,  I  a;'  poffefs  ; 
How  can  I  bereaved  be, 
Since  I  cannot  part  with  thee. 

DXLVI.     C.  M.     Steele. 
Tune  and  Eternity  ;    or,  lowing  after  unfeen  Pkt- 

firtexi  2  Cor   iv.  ig. 
I    TTOW    org  (hall  earth's  a'luring  toy* 
JL  jL   Detain  our  heart  and  eyes, 
Regardlefs  of  immortal  joys, 
And  flrangers  to  the  ikies  ? 
t  Thcfe  tranfient  fcenes  will  foon  decay, 
'1  hey  fade  upon  the  fight  ; 
And  quickly  will  their  brightefl  day 
Be  oil  in  eadlefs  night 

3  Their  brightefl  day,  alas,  how  vain ! 

With  confcious  fighs  we  own  ; 
V  hi'e  clouds  of  forrow,  care,  and  pais, 
O'erihade  the  fmi  ing  noon. 

4  O  ccu'd  our  thoughts  and  wifhesfly 

Abe  ve  thefc  gloomy  fhades, 
To  thofe  bright  worlds  beyond  the  ffcy, 
Which  forrow  ne'er  invades, 
^  There  joys  unfeen  by  mortal  eyes, 
Or  reafon's  fecb.e  ray, 
In  ever  blooming  profpects  rife, 
Uncofcious  ot  decay. 
6   LorJ,  fend  a  beam  of  light  divine., 
o  guide  our  upward  aim  ! 
With  one  reviving  t  uch  of  thine 
Our  languid  hearts  inflame. 
;   IT  en  fhail,  on  faith's  fublimeft  win^, 
Our  ardent  wlfhes  rife 
To  thele  bright  fcenes,  where  p!eafurc6  fprlr 
Immortal  in  the  ikies. 


TU1E  AND  ETERNITY.       547 
DXLVII.     S.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 
Divine  mercies  in  conjlant fucce£iutit 
Lam.  iii.  22,  23. 

HOW  various  and  how  new, 
Ate  thy  companions,  Lo^d ! 
Each  morning  fhau  thy  mercy  fhew 

Each  nigtit  thy  truth  record. 

Thy  g(  odnefs,  like  the  fun, 

Dawn'd  on  our  early  dajs, 
Ere  infant  reafon  had  begun 

To  form  cur  lips  to  praife. 

Each  object  we  beheld, 

Gave  pleafure  to  our  eyes : 
And  nature  all  our  fenfes  he  d 

In  bands  of  fweet  fuprife. 

But  pieafurei  more  refin'd 

Awaited  that  blefs'd  day 
When  light  arofe  upon  our  mind, 

And  chas'd  our  fins  away. 

How  new  thy  mercies  then  ! 

How  fovereign  and  how  free ! 
Our  fouls  that  had  been  dead  in  fin, 

Were  made  alive  to  thee. 

PAUSE, 

Now  we  expect  a  day 

Still  brighter  far  than  this, 
When  death  fhall  bear  our  fouls  away 
.    To  realms  of  light  and  blifs. 

There  rapturous  fcenes  of  joy 

Shall  burft  upon  our  fight ; 
And  every  pain,  and  tear  and  figh, 

Be  drown'd  in  endlefs  night. 

Beneath  thy  balmy  wing> 

O  Son  of  righteoufnefs, 
Our  happy  fouls  fhall  fit  and  fing 

The  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

Nor  fhall  thy  radiant  day 

So  joyful.y  begun, 


518,  549.    TIME  AND  ETERNITY. 
In  evening  {hadows  die  away, 
Beneath  the  fitting  fun. 
IO   How  various  and  how  new 
Are  thy  compaffiens  LtrdJ 
Eternity  thy  love  Ihah  fhew, 
And  ad  thy  truth  record. 

DXLViri.     L.  M 

Eternity  joyful  and  tremendous. 

I    j^  TERN!  i'  V  is  juft  at  hand  : 

JLj   And  fhai.  1  waile  toy  ebbing  find, 
And  carelefs  view  departing  day, 
And  throw  m)  inch  of  time  away  ? 

Z  Eternity,  tremendous  found! 

To  guilt)  fouis  a  dreadfu   wound; 
But  O  !  if  Chriji  and  heaven  bz  mine, 
How  fweet  the  accents  !  how  divine  ! 

3  B".  this  my  chief,  my  on.y  care, 

My  high  perfuit,  my  ardent  prayer, 
An  intereft  in  the  Saviour's  blood, 
My  pardon  ll-ai'd  and  peace  with  God. 

4  But  fhou  d  my  brighte-it  hope  be  vain, 
The  riling  doubr,  how  lharp  itv  pain! 
My  fears,  O  gracious  God  remove, 
Speak  me  an  objtcr  ol  thv  love. 

5  Search,  Lord,  O  itai  eh  my  inmoft  heart, 
And    ight  and  hoprj,  and  jcy  impart; 
From  guilt  and  error  let  me  free, 

And  guide  me  fafe  to  heaven  and  thee. 

DXLIX.     8.   8.  6.     Chatham  Tune. 
A  Fr  oyer  for  Sert\ufn;fs  in  proff  cl  of  Etertd 
I    '   I  'HOU  God  ol  glpricniis  r'i.|<j.y! 
Jk.      Fo  thee,  agamii  myleif,  to  thee, 
A  fiiii'u  worm.  I  cry  ; 
An  l.aii-.iwrtkcu'u  child  of  ma.., 
A-u  htir  of  endlefs  blii'i  or  pain, 
A  iiuncr  born  lo  die. 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY  549, 

Lo  !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 
'Twist  two  unbounded  feas  I  (land, 

Yet  how  infenfib  e  ! 
A  point  of  time,  a  moment's fpace, 
Removes  me  to  yon  heavenly  place, 

Or  fhuts  me  up  in  he  1 ! 
O  God,  my  inmoft  foul  convert, 
i.nd  deeply  on  my  thoughtful  heart 

Eternal  thingsamprefs; 
Give  me  to  feel  their  folemn  weight, 
And  lave  me  ere  it  be  too   a^c, 

Wake  me  to  righteoufnefs. 
Before  me  p  ace,  in  bright  array, 
rx  he  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day, 

When  thou  with  clouds  fhait  come, 
To  judge  the  n  irions  at  thy  bar  ; 
And  tell  me,  Lord,  fhall  I  be  there 

To  meet  a  joyfu    doom  ? 
Be  this  my  one  great  bus'nefs  here, 
With  holy  trembling,  holy  fear, 

:  o  make  my  calling  fure  ! 
Thine  utmoft  counfel  to  fu  fil, 
And  fuffer  all  thy  righteous  will, 

And  to  the  end  endure. 
Then,  Saviour,  then  my  fou1  receive 
1'ranfported  from  this  vale  to  live 

And  reign  with  thee  above  ; 
Where  faith  is  fwcetly  loft  in  fight, 
And  hope,  in  fu     fupreme  delight 

And  everlafting  love. 


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,0.  DEATH. 

DEATH. 

DL.     C.  M.     Canterbury  Tune. 

Dr.  Watts's  Lyric. 

Death  arid  Eternity. 

MY  thoughts  that  often  mount  the  fkk> 
Go  fearch  the  world  beneath, 
Where  nature  ail  in  ruin  lies, 

And  owns  her  fovereigr.  death. 
The  tyrant,  how  he  triumphs  here*, 

His  trophies  fpread  around  ! 
A.nd  heaps  of  dud  and  hones  appear 
Through  all  the  hollow  ground, 
j  Tlvfe  lkuils,  what  ghaftly  figures  now  ! 
How  loathfome  to  the  eyes  ! 
Thefe  are  the  heads  we  lately  knew 
So  beauteous  and  fo  wife. 
^  But  where  the  fouls,  thefe  dcathlefs  things 
That  left  their  dying  clay  ? 
Mv  thoughts  now  ftrefeh  out  al  your  wii 
And  tracer  eternity  ! 

5  O  that  unfathomable  fea  ! 

:  hofe  deeps  without  a  thore  ! 
Where   iving  waters  gently  play, 
Or  fiery  bi  lows  roar. 

6  There  we  fhall  fwim.  in  heavenly  bills, 

Or  fink  in  flaming  waves, 
While  the  pale  carcafe  breaihiefs  Uei 
Among  the  filent  graves. 
7   "  Prepare  us,  Urd<  for  thv  right  hand, 
«   i  hen  come  the  joyful  day, 
Come,  death,  and  fome  celeftial  band, 
«  To  hear  our  foul-  away" 
DLL     i48rh.     Topl    nv'sCo.xrcrio 
The  Midnight  Cry,  Matt-  i.xv.  0. 
"\7"E  virgin  fouls,  afife, 
X     With  all  the  dead  awake, 
*  Bunhill- Field*, 


DEATH.  55 

TTntn  falvation  wife. 

Oil  in  your  veffels  take  : 
Upftarting  at  the  midnight-cry, 
Behold  your  heavenly  bridegroom  nigh. 

He  comes,  he  comes  to  call 

The  nations  to  his  bar. 

And  wake  to  glory  ail 

Who  meet  for  g  ory  are  : 
Make  ready  for  your  free  reward, 
Go  forth  with  joy  to  meet  your  Lord — 

Go,  meet  him  in  the  fey, 

Your  everlafiing  friend : 

Your  head  to  glorify, 

With  aji  his  faints  afcend  : 
Ye  pure  in  heart,  obtain  the  grace 
To  fee,  without  a  veil,  his  face, 

Ye  that  have  here  receiv'd 

1  he  unction  from  above, 

And  in  his  Spirit   iv'd, 

And  thiriled  for  his  love  ; 
Jefus  fhal    claim  you  for  his  bride  J 
Rejoice  with  all  the  fan&ify'd. 

Rejoice  in  glorious  hope 

Of  that  great  day  unknown, 

When  you  fhall  be  caught  up 

To  ftand  before  his  throne  ; 
Cali'd  to  partake  the  marriage-feafl, 
And  lean  on  our  Immanue's  breaft. 

The  evi.ria fting  doors 

Sha  1  foon  the  faints  receive, 

Above  thofe  angel  powers 

In  glorious  joy  to  live  ; 
Far  from  a  world  of  grief  and  fin, 
With  Cod  eternally  fhut  in. 

Then  let  us  wait  to  hear 

The  trumpet's  welcome  found  ; 

"  ©  fee  cur  Lord  appear, 

May  we  be  watching  found  ! 
Enrob'd  in  righteoufnefs  divine, 
In  which  the  bride  fhall  ever  fhine. 


55%,  553.  DEATH. 

DLII.     C.  M. 

ViSlory  over  Death  through  Christ,  1  Cor.  XV.  CJ. 
l    \  X  J  HEN  death  appears  before  my  fight 
V  V      In  a  1  his  dire  array, 
Unequal  to  the  dreadful  fight, 
My  courage  dies  away, 
a  But  fee  my  glorious  leader  nigh  ! 
My  Lord,  my  Saviour  lives; 
Before  him  death's  pale  terrors  fly, 
And  my  faint  heart  revives. 

3  He  left  his  dazzling  throne  above, 

He  met  the  tyrant's  dart. 
And  (O,  amazing  power  of  love  !) 
Recciv'd  it  in  his  heart. 

4  No  more,  O  grim  deftroyer  boafl 

Thy  univerfal  fway  ; 
To  heaven  born  fouls  thy  fling  is  loft, 
Thy  night,  the  gates  of  day. 

5  Lord,  I  commit  my  fou    to  tkce, 

Aefcept  the  facred  truit, 
Receive  this  nober  part  ofm?, 
And  watch  my  fleeping  duft : 

6  Till  that  illuftrious  morning  come, 

When  all  thy  faints  fhall  rife, 
And  cloth'd  in  full  immortal  bloom, 
Attend  thee  to  the  fkics. 

7  When  thy  triumphant  armies  fing 

The  honors  of  thy  name, 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  glory  to  the  Lamb  ; 
S   O  let  me  join  the  raprur'd  lays, 
And  with  the  b  ifsfu:  throng 
Refound  fa'.vation,  power,  ^nd  praife, 

In  ever  ailing  fong. 
DLII.      C.    VT.     Dr.  Watts's  Lyrtc. 
The  Welcome  Mcfinger. 
I    T    ORD,  when  we  fee  a  faint  of  thine 
A- '  Lie  gafping  out  his  breath, 


DEATH.  554. 

With  longing  eyes,  and  looks  divine, 

Smiling  and  pleas'd  in  death  ; 
1  How  we  cou  d  e'en  contend  to  lay 

Our  limbs  upon  that  bed  ! 
Wc  afk  thine  envoy  to  convey 

Our  fpirits  m  his  ftead 

3  Our  fouts  are  riling,  on  the  wing, 

To  venture  in  his  p  ace  : 
For  when  grim  death  has  loft  his  fling, 
He  has  an  angel's  face. 

4  Jefus  then  purge  my  crimes  away, 

'  i  is  guilt  creates  my  fears  ; 
'Tis  guilt  gives  death  his  fierce  array, 
And  ail  the  arms  he  bears. 

5  O  !  if  my  threatening  fins  were  gone, 

And  death  had  loft  his  fting, 
I  could  invite  the  angel  on, 
And  chide  his  lazy  wing. 

6  Away  thtfe  iuterpofing  days, 

And  :et  the  overs  meet  : 
The  angel  has  a  coid  embrai 
But  kind,  and  loft,  and  i,vv.eet. 

7  I'd  .cap  at  once  my  feventy  years, 

I'd  rufn  into  his  arms, 
And  loofe  my  breath,  and  ail  my  cares,  . 
Amid  thofe  heavenly  charms. 

8  Joyful  I  d  lay  ditt  body  down, 

And  leave  this  iifelefs  clay, 
Without  a  figh,  without  a  groan, 
And  ftretch  and  lb?r  away. 
DLIV.     L.  M      Dr.  Doddridge. 
Befir'vig  to  Defeat  and  be  ivhb  C'hrilt,  Phil.  !.  £3. 
I    \  A  /  KH_E  on  the  verge  or  "lire  1  ft.  mi, 
*   "      And  view  the  fecne  on  either  hand, 
My  fpirit  ftruggles  with  my  day, 
And  long*  to  wing  its  flight  away. 
<2   Where  Jefus  dweiis  my  foul  would  be  ; 
And  faints  my  much-lov'd  JLord  to  fee 


555.  DEATH. 

Earth,  twine  no  more  about  my  heart, 
For  'tis  far  better  to  depart. 

3  Come,  ye  angelic  envoys,  come, 
And  lead  the  willing  pilgrims  home  ! 
Ye  know  the  way  to  Jefus'  throne, 
Source  of  my  joys,  and  of  your  own. 

4  That  bliisful  interview,  how  fweet ! 
To  fall  tranfported  at  his  feet ! 
Rais'd  in  his  arms,  to  view  his  face, 
Thro'  the  full  beamings  of  his  grace! 

5  As  with  ■&.fetapVs  voice  to  fing  ! 
To  fly  as  on  a  cherub's  wing! 
Performing,  with  unwearied  hands, 
The  prefent  Saviour's  high  commands. 

6  Yet,  with  thefe  profpe&s  full  in  fight, 
We'll  wait  thy  fignal  for  the  flight ; 
For  while  thy  fervice  we  purfue, 
We  find  a  heaven  in  all  we  do, 

DLV-     C.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Lyric. 
The  Prejence  of  Cod   ivortb  dying  for ;    or,   tbt 
Death  of  Mofet,  Deut.  xxxii.  49.  JO.  xxxiv.  j 
1    T    ORD,  'tis  an  infinite  delight 
I   j  To  fee  thy  lovely  face, 
To  dwell  whole  ages  in  thy  fight, 
And  feel  thy  vital  rays, 
a  This  Gabriel  knows,  and  fings  thy  name, 
With  rapture  on  his  tongue ; 
Mofes  the  faint  enjoys  the  fame, 
And  heaven  repeats  the  fong. 

3  While  the  bright  nation  founds  thy  praife 

From  each  eternal  hill, 
Sweet  ordors  of  exhaling  grace 
The  happy  region  fill, 

4  Thy  love,  a  fea,  without  a  fhore, 

Spreads  life  and  joy  abroad ; 
O  'tis  a  heaven  worth  dying  for, 
To  fee  a  fmiling  God  ! 

5  Sweet  was  the  journey  to  the  fky, 

The  wcndious  prc-het  try'd; 


DF.ATTI.  556. 

"  Cljmb  up  the  mount,"  fays  God,  "  and  die:** 

The  prophet  ciimi/d  and  die  1 
S  Softly  his  faimiog  head  he   ay 

Upon  hi?  Maker's  breaft  : 
His  Maker  kiff  d  his  loui  away, 

And  laid  his  fleih  to  reft. 
7   Shew  me  thy  hcc,  and  I'd  away 

From  ai!  inferior  things  ; 
Speak.  Lord,  and  here  1  qui-  my  clajr, 

And  ftjretch  my  airy  wipgs. 

DLVI.      L    M.    Dr.  S.  St    nnett. 
Children   dying   in    their    Infatfcy,    in    the    arms    %f 
Jesus,  Matt    xix,  14. 
'T'HY  life  I  read,  my  deareft  Lord, 

A      With  tranfport  ail  divine; 
Thine  image  trace  in  every  word, 

Thy    ove  in  every  line. 
,   Methisks  I  fee  a  thoufand  charms 

Spread  o'er  thy  lovely  face, 
While  infants  in  *hy  tender  arms 

Receive  the  frniling  grace. 
"  I  take  thefe  iambs,"  faid  he, 

"  And  lay  them  in  my  breaft ; 
"  Protection  they  fhall  find  in  me, 

"  In  me  be  ever  hieft. 
"  Death  may  the  bands  of  life  umoofe, 

"  But  can't  dffolve  my  love  : 
"  Millions  of  infant  fouls  compofe 
,:  "  The  family  above. 
*i  Their  feeb.e  frames  my  pow'r  fhall  raife, 
£  "  And  mou  d  with  heavenly  fkill: 
**  I'll  give  them  tongues  to  ling  my  praifc, 

"  -  nd  hands  to  do  my  will." 
His  words  the  parents  hear, 

And  fhout  with  joys  divine, 
Dear  S&vitutr,  a  1  we  have  and  are 

Shall  be  for  ever  rhine. 
S 


557,  558.  DEATH. 

DLVII.      CM.     Canterbury  Tune.  Stee; 

At  the  funeral  vf  a  younvr  Per/on, 
I    W'  KEN  blooming  y,,uth  isihatch'd  ay 
VV      By  death's  rtfiirlefs  hand, 
Our  hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pay, 
Which  pity  mult  demand. 
%   While  pity  prompts  the  riling  figh, 
O  may  this  truth  imprefs 
W.th  avviul  power, — I  too  muft  d;e, — 
Sink  deep  in  every  breaft. 

3  Lzt  this  vain  world  engage  no  more  : 

Btho.dthe  gaping  tomb  ! 
It  bi  is  us  feize  the  prcfent  hour, 
To-morrow  death  may  come. 

4  The  voice  of  this  a  arming  fcene 

May  every  heart  obey; 
Nor  be  the  heavenly  warning  vain, 
Which  calls  to  watch  and  pray. 

5  O  let  us  fly,  to  jefus  fly, 

Whole  powerful  arm  can  fave  ; 
Then  fhali  our  hopes  afcend  on  high, 
And  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 

6  Great  GW,  thy  fovereign  grace  impart, 

With  cieaniing,  healing  power  ; 
This  only  can  prepare  the  heart 
For  death's  furprifmg  hour. 

DLV1II.     C    M.     Dr.  Doddridgf. 

Comfort   for  pints  Parents,  tvbo- have  been  bei 

ed  of  their  Children,  Ilaiah  Ivi.  4,  5. 
j    \7  E  mourning  faints,  whofe  ftreaming 
X     Flow  o'er  your  children  dead, 
Say  net  in  tranfport  of  defpair, 
That  al   your  hopes  are  fled. 
2,  Whi  «  cleaving  to  that  darling  duft, 
In  fond  diftrefs  ye  lie, 


;     DEATH".  559. 

Rift:,  and  with  joy  and  reverence  view, 

A  heavenly  parent  nigh. 
Tho',  your  young  branches  torn  sway, 

Like  withered  trunks  ye  ftand  ; 
With  fairer  verdure  ftia]!  ye  bloom, 
1  ouch'd  by  the  Almighty's  hand. 
"  I'll  give  the  mourner,"  faith  the  Lord, 

"  In  my  own  houfe  a  place  ; 
"No  names  of  daughters  and  of  fons 

"  Could  yield  fo  high  a  grace. 
"  Trarfient  and  vain  is  every  hope 

"  A  riling  race  can  give  ; 
"  In  endlefs  honour  and  delight 
"  My  chi  dren  al  mail  live  " 
We  welcome,  Lord}  thofe  rifing  tears, 

Thro*  which  thy  face  we  fee, 
And  blefs  thofe  wounds  which  thro'our  hearts 
Prepare  a  way  for  thee. 

DLIX.     L    M.     Fawcett. 
The  Death  of  the  Sinner  and  tJtt  Saint. 
\~\]  HAT  fcenes  of  horror  and  of  dread, 
N  V      Await  die  finner's  dying  bed  ! 
Death's  terrors  all  appear  in  light, 
Prefages  of  eternal  night. 
His  fins  in  dreadful  order  rife, 
And  fill  his  foul  with  fad  furprife ; 
Mount  Sinai  i  thunder  ftuns  his  ears, 
And  not  one  ray  of  hope  appears. 
Tormenting  pangs  diftracT:  his  breaft, 
Where'er  he  turns  he  finds  no  reft; 
Death  ftrikes  the  blow,  he  groans  and  cries, 
And  in  defpair  and  horror,  dies. 
Not  fo  the  heir  of  heavenly  bliss; 
His  foul  is  fiil'd  with  confeious  peace; 
A  fteady  faith  fubdues  his  fear  ; 
He  fees  the  happy  Canaan  near. 
His  mind  is  tranquil  and  feFene, 
No  terrors  in  his  looks  are  feen ; 


560.  DEATH. 

His  Saviour'^  fmile  difpels  the  gloom, 

And  imoerhshis  pallagt  to  ri  >.-  toub. 
4  Lord,  make  my  f;.ith  and  'ovt  fiacere, 

My  judgment  found,  my  confcience  clear; 

A  nd  \%  hoi  the  roils  of  life  are  pall; 

May  i  be  found  in  peace  at  tali. 

DLX.     104  h. 
Ou  ilt  itath  of  a  Bil  v  r. 
i  ['HTiS  fini4'd,  lis  doneLthd  fpirit  is  fW, 

JL      Our  brother  it  gone,  the  chrillian 
d.ad; 
The  chriilian  is  living-  in  Jefus*k  love, 
And  glad  y  receiving  a  kingd  .m  above, 
a   All  honor  and  praife  are  Jtfush  due  ; 

Supported  by  grace  he  fought  hi*  wuy  thro'; 
Triumphantly  glorious,  through  y*/iuys  ztal, 
And  more  than  victorious  o'er  fin,  death  and 
hell.] 

3  *  "•  hen  let  us  record  the  conquering  name, 
Our   Captain  and  Lord,   with   (homing   pro- 
cairn: 

Who  tmft  in  hispaflion,  &  follow  thtir  head 
To  certain  faivatior,  fhali  i'urtiy  be  led. 

4  O  fefux,  lead  on  thy  militant  ca:e, 

/  nd  give  us  the  crown  of  righreoufnefs  there  ; 
Where   dazzling  with  giory,   the   feraphim 

gaze, 
Or  pro  it*  ate  adore  thee  in  filenee  of  praife. 

5  Within  us  ciijplay  thy    ove  when  we  die, 
And  hear  u^  away  to  manlions  on  high  ; 
'J  he  kii  gdoni  be  given  of  giory  divine, 
Aid  crown  ua  in  heaven  eternally  thine. 

*  If  the  laf  ihree   ver/es  *f  this   Hymn  be  fung 
alee    iben  Ugin  veyft  tbt  third, ititt*, 

iet  us  record  ihc  conquering  name, 


death.  561,  562. 

DLXT.  S.  M.  Toplady's  Collection. 
Preparation  for  Deutlft  Matt.  xxiv.  44, 

IJP.EPAR.E  me  gracious  Goo", 
To  fhnd  Before  thy  face: 
Thy  Spirit  muft  the  work  perform, 

For  ic  is  all  of  grace. 
In  Ch>  //?'.-:  obedience  clothe, 

And  waft  me  in  his  blood  : 
So  fhall  I  iifc  my  head  vith  joy, 

Among  the  fons  of  God. 
Do  thou  my  fins  fubduc, 

Thy  fbvereign  love  make  known  : 
The  fpirit  of  my  mind  renew, 

And  fave  me  in  thy  Son. 
Let  me  atteft  thy  power, 

Let  me  thy  goodnefs  prove, 
Till  m>  full  fou    can  hold  no  more, 

Of  everlafting  love. 

DLXII.     C  M.     Dr    Doddridge. 
Departed  Saints  of.eep,  Mark  v.  39.  TheiT.  iv  IJ. 

WHY  flow  thefe  torrents  of  diitrefs  ?" 
(1  he  gentle  Saviour  cries) 
'  Why  are  my  fleeping  faints  furvey'd 

"  With  unbelieving  eyes! 
'Death's  feeble  arm  fhall  never  boaft, 

"  A  friend  of  Chrijl  is  fiain  ; 
'  Nor  o'er  their  meaner  part  in  dufl 

"  A  lading  power  retain, 
'  I  come,  on  wings  of  love  I  come  ; 

"  The  flumberers  to  awake  ; 
!My  voice  fhall  reach  the  deepeft  tomb, 

"And  a  1  its  bonds  fhall  break. 
■  Touch'd  by  my  hand,  in  fmiles  they  rife  ; 

"  They  rife  to  fleep  no  more ; 
s2 


563.  DEATH. 

"  But  rob'd  with  light  and  crown'd  with  joy 
"  To  end  efs  day  they  four." 

5  y^fus,  our  iaith  receives  thy  word; 

And  though  fond  nature  weep, 
Grace  learns  to  hail  the  piou^  dead, 
And  emulate  their  fLep. 

6  Our  willing  fouls  thy  furumons  wait 

With  them  to  reft  and  pruife; 
So  let  thy  much    ov'd  prefcnce  cheer 
1  h-fe  ieparating  days. 

DLXIII.        CM.        Dk.D*  DDR1DGE. 

Submijp.on  under  Bereaving  Providences , 
Pfalm  xivi.  io. 

1  "V^EACE,  'tis  the  Lord  Jehovah's  hand 
JL      That  biafts  cur  joys  in  death  ; 
Changes  the  vifage  once  fo  dear, 

And  gather's  back  the  breath. 

2  'Tis  he,  the  potentate  fupreme 

Of  ail  the  worlds  above, 
Whofe  fteady  councils  wifely  rule, 
Nor  from  their  purpofe  move. 

3  Ti3  he  whufe  juftice  might  demand 

Our  fouls  a  facrifice  ; 
Yet  Scatters  with  unwearied  hand, 
A  thoufaud  rich  fupplies. 

4  Our  covenant  GW  and  Father  he 

fn  Cbrift  our  bleeding  Lord; 
Whofe  grace  can  hea   the  hurtling  heart 
With  one  reviving  word. 

5  Fair  gar  ands  of  immortal  blifs 

He  Weaves  for  every  brow; 

And  (hall  rebelious  pafiions  rife, 

When  he  correct--  us  now  ! 

6  Silent  we  own  Tchovah's  partte, 

We  kiL  the  (cburgiug  hand; 
And  yield  our  comfort  5  and  our  life 
To  thy  fupreme  command. 


DEATH.  5€4, 565. 

DLXIV.      L.  M.      S— . 

Satisfaction  in  God  under  the  hfs  of  dear  friends. 
\   rj"1HE  Gc.i  of  love  will  fare  indulge 
X      i  he  flowing  rear,  the  heaving  figh, 

When  righteous  peifons  fal   around, 

When  tend(  r  friends  and  kindred  die. 
a  Yet  not  one  anxious  murmuring  thought 

Shcu  d  with,  our  mourning  paffions  blend ; 

Nor  would  o;ir  b  eeding  hearts  forgtt 

Th'  almighty  ever  living  friend, 

3  Beneath  a  numerous  train  of  ills, 
Our  feeble  fiefh  and  heart  may  fail; 
Yet  fhall  our  hope  in  thee  our  God, 
O'er  every  gloomy  fear  prevail. 

4  Parent  and  hufband,  guard  and  guide, 
Thou  art  each  tender  name  in  one; 
On  thee  we  caft  our  every  care, 
And  comfort  feek  from  thee  alone. 

5  Our  Father  God,  to  thee  we  look, 
Our  rock,  our  portion,  and  our  friend  ; 
And  on  thy  covenant-love  and  truth, 
Our  finking  fouls  fhall  ftid  depend. 

DLXV.     C.  M.     Dr  Doddridge. 
Death  and  Judgment  appointed  to  ally  Heb.  ix.  27. 
1   TTEAVEN  has  confirmed  the  great  decree 
JTX  That  Adam's  race  mud  die  : 
One  general  ruin  fvveeps  them  down, 
And  low  in  duft  they  lie. 
a  Ye  living  men,  the  tomb  furvey, 
Where  you  muft  quickly  dwell ; 
Hark  how  the  awfm  iummons  founds 
In  every  funeral  knell 
3  Once  you  muft  die,  and  once  for  all 
The  folemn  purport  weigh  ; 
Tor  know,  that  heaven  or  hell  attend 
On  that  important  day. 


5  6  6.  DEATH. 

4  Thofe  eyes,  fo  long  in  darknefs  veil'd 

Mud  wake  the  Judge  to  fee, 
And  evvrry  word  and  every  thought 
Mull-  puis  his  icriitiny. 

5  O  may  I  in  the  Judge  behold 

My  Saviour  and  my  friend, 
And  far  beyond  the  reach  of  death, 
With  ail  his  faints  aicend. 

DLXVI.     C   M.     Dr.  Boddridg*. 

Comfort  under  the  Infs  of  Mh'.iji^rs. 
I    ^"T  OW  let  our  drooping  hearts  revive, 
IN    And  all  our  tears 'be  dry; 
Why  fhdtiid  thofe  eyes  be  drown'd  in  grief. 
Which  view  a  Saviour  nigh  ? 
1  What   tho'  the  arm  of  conquering  death 
Do-ts  Gpifs  own  houfe  invade  ? 
What  t: tough  the  prool  et  and  the  prieft 
Ik-  rumored  with  the  dead? 

3  Though  earthly  fhepherds  dwelt  in  duffc, 

The   tged  and  rhc  young. 
The  watchfu    eye  in  c!arkners  c  os'd, 
And  mute  th'  inl-ruct  ve  coftguej 

4  Th' eterna    Slitpherd  it i  ' I  ft  lvives 

New  !  pmforts  to  impart; 
H's  tvt  ftili  guides  us,  and  his  voice, 
Stiji  animates  our  heart. 

5  Lq  "  I  am  with  you,"  faith  the  Lord, 

41  My  chard,  mali  late  abide; 

"  For  1  wiL  ne'er  for  fake  my  own, 

"  Whofe  fouls  in  mc  confide." 

6  Through  every  fcene  or  life  and  death, 

This  promife  is  our  trull  ; 
And  criis  lhail  he  our  chi  dren's  fong, 
When  we  are  cold  in  dim. 


DEATH.  567. 

DLXVII.     8.  7.  4.     Jordan  Tune. 

The  Grave;  or,  Chrtst  a  Guide  through  Death 
to  Glory. 

1  /""N  UIDE  me,  O  thou  great  Jtho-ah  ! 
\j   Pi  grim  through  this  barren  .and; 
I  3m  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty, 

Hoid  me  with  thy  powerfu*  hand  ; 
Bread  of htaven,  . 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

2  Open  thou  the  cryftal  fountain, 

Whence  the  healing  ftreams  do  flow  ; 
Let  the  fiery  cloudy  pillar 

Lead  me  ail  my  journey  through  : 
Strong  de  iverer, 
Be  thou  itiil  my  ftrength  and  fhield. 

3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  my  anxious  fe^rs  fttbfide  ; 
Death  of  deaths,  and  belt's  deftrudtion. 

Land  me  fafe  on  Canaan  $  fide  : 
Songs  of  praifes, 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 


S  3 


568.  THE  RESURRECTION 

THE  RESURRECTION  OF 
THE  BODY. 

DLXVIII.     CM-     CoroinaTune. 

The  Bodies  of  the  Saints  quickened  and  raifed  by  thi 

Spirit,  Rom.  viii.  II. 
I   TI7HY  mould  our  murmuring  thought; 

To  grovel  in  the  duft  ? 
Or  why  mould  ftreams  of  tears  unite 

Around  th'  expiring  juft  ? 
a  Did  not  our  Lord,  our  Saviour  die, 

And  triumph  o'er  the  grave  ? 
Did  not  our  Lord  afcend  on  high, 

And  prove  his  power  to  fave  ? 

3  Does  not  the  facred  Spirit  come, 

And  dwell  in  all  the  faints  ? 
And  fhould  the  temples  of  his  grace, 
Refound  with  long  complaints  ? 

4  Awake  my  fou',  and  like  the  fun 

Burft  through  each  fab  e  cloud  ; 
And  thou,  my  voice,  the'  broke  with  fighs, 
Tune  forth  thy  fongs  aloud. 

5  The  Spirit  rais'd  my  Saviour  up, 

When  he  had  bled  for  me : 
And  fpite  of  death  and  hell,  fhall  rife 
Thy  pious  friends  and  thee. 

6  Awake  ye  faints  that  dwell  in  duft, 

Your  hymns  of  victory  fing ; 
And  let  his  dying  fervants  truft 
Their  ever-living  King. 


OF  THE  BODY.  569. 

DLXIX.     C.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Lyric. 

A  ProfpeB  of the  Refurrediion. 
I   TT  OW  long  fhall  death  the  tyrant  reign, 
11   And  triumph  o'er  the  juft ; 
While  the  rich  blood  of  martyrs  flain 

Lies  mingled  with  the  duft  ? 
%  Lo  !  I  beho  d  the  fcatter'd  fhades, 

The  dawn  of  heaven  appears; 
The  Tweet  immortal  morning  fpreads 

Its  blufhes  round  the  fpheres 
3   I  fee  the  Lord  of  glory  come, 

And  flaming  guards  around  ; 
The  fkies  divide  to  make  him  room, 

The  trumpet  fhakes  the  ground. 
I  hear  the  voice,  "  Ye  dead  arife  /" 

And  lo  the  graves  obey: 
And  waking  faints  with  joyful  eyes 

Sa"ute  th'  expected  day. 
They  leave  the  duft,  and  on  the  wing 

Rife  to  the  midway-air, 
In  fhining  garments  meet  their  King, 

And  low  adore  him  there. 
O  may  our  humb  e  fpirits  ftand 

Among  them  c  oth'd  in  white! 
The  meaneft  place  at  his  right  hand 

Is  infinite  delight. 
How  wid  our  joy  and  wonder  rife, 

When  cur  returning  King 
Sha  1  bear  us  homeward  through  the  fkies. 

On  love's  triumphant  wing  ! 


TO,  571.        JUDGMENT. 

THE  DAY  OF  JUDGMENT. 

DLXX.     L.  M.     Angels  Hymn  Tune. 

Fresident  D    vies. 

Sinners  and  Saints  in  the  Wreck  of  Nature, 

Ifaiah  xxiv.  18 — 20. 

TTOW  great,  how  terrib  e  that  God 

X  JL    Who  fhakes  creation  with  his  nod  ? 

Hz  frowns — earth,  fca,  all  nature's  frame 

Sink  to  one  univerfal  flame. 
;  Where  now  O  where  lhali  finners  feek 

For  flicker  in  the  general  wreck  ? 

Shall  falling  rocks  be  o'er  them  thrown  ! 

See  rocks,  like  fnow,  diffolving  down. 
1   In  vain  for  mercy  now  they  cry ; 

In  lakes  of  liquid  fire  they  lie  ; 

There  on  the  flaming  billows  toft, 

For  ever — O  for  ever  loft. 
.  But  faints  undaunted  and  ferene 

Your  e\es  fhal.  view  the  dreadful  fcene  ; 

Your  Saviour  lives,  the  worlds  expire, 

And  earth  and  fkies  diffolve  in  fire. 

Jefus,  the  helplefs  creature's  friend, 

rl  o  thee  my  all  I  dare  commend  ; 

Thou  canft  prefer ve  my  feeb  e  foul, 

When  lightnings  blaze  from  po  e  to  pole. 

DIXXI      L.  M. 
The  Booh  Opened,  Rev    XX    I  J. 

ME  THINKS  the  aft  great  day  is  come, 
Methinks  I  hear  the  trumpet  found 
That  fhakes  the  earth,  rends  every  tomb, 
And  wakes  the  prifoners  under  ground. 
The  mighty  deep  gives  up  her  truir, 
Aw'd  by  the  Judge's  high  command  ; 
Both  fma  1  and  great  now  quit  their  duft, 
And  round  tht  dread  tribunal  ftand. 


JUD^MRN'T.  57'2. 

3  Beho'd  the  awful  books  difphy'd, 
Big  with  the  important  fates  of  men  ; 
Each  deed  and  word  now  public  made, 
As  wrote  by  Heaven's  unerring  pen. 

4  To  every  foul  the  books  afligti 
The  joyous  or  the  dread  reward  : 
Sinners  in  vain  lament  and  pine, 
No  pleas  the  judge  wiii  here  regard. 

5  Lord,  when  thefe  awful  leaves  unfold, 
May  life's  fair  book  my  foul  approve  ; 
' i.  here  may  I  read  my  nam;  enroll'd, 
And  triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

DLXXIl.     S    M.     Dr.  Doddrtdgh. 
The  final  Sentience  and   Mijity  of  the  IVkled, 
Matt,  xxv    41. 
I  A    ND  will  the  Judge  defcend  ? 

£%_   And  mull  the  dead  arife  ? 
And  not  a  {ingle  foul  efcepe 
Hi?  ail  difcerning  eyes  ? 
1        And  from  his  righteous  lips 

Shall  this  dread  fentence  found  ; 
And  thro'  the  numerous  guilty  throng, 
Spread  black  defpair  around  ? 

3  "  Depart  from  me  aecurs'd, 
"  To  ever  afting  flame, 

"  For  rebel-angels  fir  it  prepar'd, 
"  Where  mercy  never  came." 

4  How  will  my  heart  endure 
-The  terrors  of  that  day  ! 

When  earth  and  heaven  before  his  face, 
.'.ftonifh'd  fhrink  away  ! 

5  But  ere  that  trumpet  fhakes 
The  manfions  of  the  dead  : 

Hark  !  from  the  gofpel's  cheering  found, 
What  joyous  tidings fpread  ! 

6  Ye  finners  feek  his  grace, 
Wrhofe  wrath  ye  cannot  bear  ; 

Fly  to  *he  fhelrerofhis  crofs, 
And  find  fulvation  there. 


573,  574.         JUDGMI  NT. 
7       So  fliall  that  curfe  remove, 
By  which  the  Saviour  bled  ; 
And  the  hft  awful  d  y  fliall  pour 
His  bltffings  on  your  head. 
DLXXIII.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
The  Jinal  Sentence  and  Happinefs  of  the  Righteous. 
Matt,  xxv,  34. 

1  A    Tl  END,  my  ear,  my  heart,  rejoice, 
jl\   While  Jefus  from  his  throne, 
Before  the  bright  angelic  hofts, 

Makes  his   aft  fentence  known. 

2  When  finners,  curfed,  from  his  face 

To  raging  flames  are  driven  ; 
His  voice,  with  melody  divine, 
Thus  calls  his  faints  to  heaven— 

3  "  Bleis'd  of  my  Father,  all  draw  near, 

"  Receive  the  great  reward  ; 
"  And  rife,  with  raj  tures,  to  poffefs 
u  The  kingdom  love  prepar'd. 

4  "  Ere  earth's  foundations  firft.  were  laid, 

"  His  fovereign  purpofe  wrought, 
"  And  rear'd  thofe  palaces  divine, 
"  To  which  you  now  are  brought. 

5  "  'I  here  fhall  you  reign  umiumbtr'd  years, 

"  Protected  by  my  power  ; 
"  While  fin  and  death,  and  pains  and  cares, 
"  Shall  vex  your  fouis  no  more." 

6  Come,  dear  majeftic  Saviour,  come, 

')  his  jubilee  proc  aim  ; 
Andtejch  us  languagt  fit  to  praife 
So  great,  {0  dear  a  name. 
DLXXIV.     L.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Lyric. 
1     C  me,  Lord  Jesus. 
I   TTTHF.N  fliall  thy  love  y  face  be  feen  ? 
V  V      When  ihall  our  eyes  behold  our  God? 
What  lengths  of  diflance  lie  between, 
And  hil  s  of  gui  t  ?  a  heavy  load ! 


JUDGMENT.  5 

a  Our  months  are  ages  of  delay, 
And  flow  y  every  minute  wears: 
Fly  winged  time,  and  roll  away 
Thefe  tedious  rounds  of  fluggifh  years, 

3  Ye  heaven  y  gates,  loofe  all  your  chains, 
Let  the  eternal  pi  lars  how  : 

Bleft  Saviour  cleave  the  (tarry  plains, 
.And  make  the  cryfla  mountains  flow. 

4  Hark,  how  thy  faints  unite  their  cries, 
And  pray  and  wait  the  general  doom; 
Come,  thou,  the  foul mf  all  our  joys, 
Thou,  the  defire  of 'v.atims,  come. 

$   Put  thy  bright  robes  of  triumph  on, 
And  blefs  our  eyes    and  blefs  our  ears, 
1  hou  abfent    ove,  thou  dear  unknown, 
Thou,  fdirej}  often  thuufand fairs. 
DLXXV.     8.   7.  4-     Wetibury  Tune. 
Lo,he  cometh  ! 
I    T    O,  he  cometh'  ccuntefs  trumpets 
-i—i   Blow  to  raife  the  fleeping  dead  ; 
Midftten  thoufand  faints  and  angels, 

See  their  great  exalted  head  : 
Hallelujah, 

Welcome,  welcome,  Son  of  God. 
%  Now  his  merit,  by  the  harpers, 
^     Thro'  th'  eternal  deep  refounds ; 
Now  refplendent  fhine  his  nai  -prints, 

Every  eye  fhall  fee  his  wounds  ; 
They  who  piere'd  him, 
Shall  at  his  appearance  wail. 

3  Full  of  joyful  exp-'itation, 

Saints  fhall  fee  the  Judge  appear 
Truth  and  juftice  go  before  him, 

Now  the  joyful  fentence  hear. 
Hallelujah, 
Welcome,  welcome,  Judge  divine. 

4  "  Come,  ye  bleffed  of  my  Father, 

"  Enter  into  iife  and  joy; 


57 ft.  JUDGMENT, 

"  Banifh  a  1  your  fears  and  forrow*, 

"  Endlefs  praife  be  your  employ." 
Hal  elujah, 

Welcome,  welcome  to  the  fkies. 
5   Now, at  once  they  rife  to  glory, 

Jsfi's  brings  rhem  to  the  King  : 
There,  with  a  1  the  hofts  of  heaven, 

They  eternal  anthems  fing  : 
Hallelujah, 
Bound  efs  gory  to  the  Lamb. 

DLXXVl.     8.7.4-     Helmfley  Tune. 
Judgment,  Rev.  i.  7.  vi.  J  4 — 17.    xxii.  17,  20. 
I    T     O  !  he  comes  with  clouds  descending, 
_|   a   Once  for  favcr'd  finners  flain  ! 
Thoufand  thoufand  faints  attending, 

Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train  : 
Hal  elujah, 

Jefu*  now'fhall  ever  reign, 
a  Every  eye  fhal   now  behold  him 

Rob'd  in  dreadful  majefty  ; 
Thofe  who  fet  at  nought  and  fold  him, 

Pierc'd  and  nail'd  him  to  the  tree, 
Deep'y  wailing, 
Sha    the  great  Mcffiah  fee 

3  Every  ifland,fea  and  mountain, 

Heaven  and  earth  fhal!  flee  away  «< 
All  who  hate  hits,  muft,  confounded, 
Hear  the  trump  proclaim  the  day  ; 
Come  to  judgment ! 
^qme  to  judgment !   cWe  away! 

4  Now,  red.  mprion,  "long  expected. 

See,  in  iolemn  pomp  appeal  ! 
All  his  faints  by  man  rejected, 

Now  fhall  meet  him  in  the  air  ! 
Ha.le.ujah,    . 
See  thedny  of  God  appear  ! 
c   Anfwer  thine  own  bride  and  Spirit, 

Haften,  Lord,  the  general  doom  ! 


JUDGMENT,  5Y7. 

The  new  heaven  and  earth  4t'  inherit, 

Take  thy  pining  exiles  home  : 
All  creation 

Travails,  groans  arid  bids  thee  come  ! 
6   Yea  !  Amen  !   et  all  adore  thee, 
High  on  thine  exalted  throne  ! 
Saviour,  take  the  power  and  glory  : 

Claim  the  kingdoms  for  thine  own ! 
O  ccme  quickly, 
Haheluj-h!   come,  Lord,  come! 
DLXXVII.  8.  7.4  Painfwick  Time,  Newton. 

Toe  day  r,f  'Judgment. 
I    TTX  AY  of  judgment  day  oi  wonders  ! 
JL/    Hark  the  t.  umpet's  awfu   found, 
Louder  than  a  choufand  thunders, 
Shakes  the  vaft  creation  round; 
Hpw  the  fummons 
Will  the  finner's  heart  confound! 
a  See  the  Judge  our  nature  wearing, 
C  oth'd  in  majefty  divine  ! 
You  who  long  for  his  appearing, 

Then  fhall  iay,  "  This  God  is  mine!" 
Giacious  Saviour, 
Own  me  in  that  day  for  thine  ! 

3  At  ids  cai',  the  d_ad  avaL-n, 

Rife  to  life  from  earth  ■-    d  fra; 
All  the  po'Ac-;;  ofna  jt«,  fa.Len 

By  his  looks,  prepare  to  lice: 
Care  efs  finner, 
What  wi  1  tnen  become  of  thee  ? 

4  Horrors  pift  imagination, 


Will  furpi 


you' 


ing  heart 


When  you  hear  your  condemnation 
"  Hence,  accurftd  uretqjfttltDart 

"Thou  with  fa  tan 

*.'  And  his  ange's..  hav 

But  to  thofe  who  have-'^ 

Lov'd  aud  ierv'J  the:  Lord,  beiow  ; 


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578.  JUDGMENT. 

He  will  fay,  Gome  near,  ye  bltffed, 

"  See  the  kingdom  1  btftow: 
"  You  for  ever 

"  Shall  my   ove  and  glory  know." 
6   Under  forrows  and  reproaches, 

May  this  thought  our  courage  raife  ! 
Swiftly  God'*  great  day  approaches. 

Sighs  fha  1  then  be  chang'd  to  praife : 
May  we  triumph 
When  the  worid  is  in  a  b  aze. 

DLXXVIII.     CM.     Dr.S.  Stennett. 

The  lajl  Judgment. 
E   comes!   he  comes!   to  judge   th 
world," 

Aloud  th'  archangel  cries: 
"While  thunders  roll  from  pole  topo'e, 

And  light'nings  cleave  the  fkies. 
Th'  affrighted  nations  hear  the  found, 

And  upward  lift  their  eyes: 
The  flumb'ring  tenants  of  the  ground 

In  living  armies  rife. 
Amid  the  lhouts  of  numerous  friends, 

Of  hofts  divine  y  bright, 
The  Judge  in  fo<emn  pomp  defcends, 

Array 'd  in  robes  of  light. 
His  head  and  hairs  are  white  as  fnow, 

His  eyes  a  fiery  flame, 
A  radiant  crown  adorns  his  brow, 

And  Jcfus  is  his  name. 
Writ  on  his  thigh  his  name  appears, 
>,-And  fears  his  vicVries  ceil ; 
XrtJ !  in  hi?  hand  the  conqu'ror  bears 

The  keys  of  death  and  hel . 
So  he  afcends  the  judgment  feat, 

And  at  his  dread  command, 
Myriads  of  creatures  round  his  feet 

In  iblcmn  filence  ftand. 


judgmt.nt.  579. 

7  Fringes  and  peafanrs  here  exped 

Their  lalt,  their  righteous  doom  ; 
The  men  who  dar'd  his  grace  reject, 
And  they  who  dar'd  prefume. 

8  "  Depart,  ye  fons  of  vice"  and  fin," 

1  he  injur'd  Jefus  cries, 
While  the  long  kiudling  wrath  within 
Flames  from  both  his  eyes, 

9  And  now  in  words  divinely  fweet, 

With  rapture  in  his  face, 
Aloud  ihefacred    ips  repeat 
The  fen  fence  of  his  grace  : 

10  "  Wei    done,  my  good  and  faithfu7  fons, 

"  The  children  of  my  love  ; 
"  Receive  the  fceptrts,  crowns  and  thrones 
"  Prepar'd  for  you  above." 

DLXXIX.     8.  8.  6.     Chatham  Tune. 

Longing  for  a  Place  at  the  Right  Hand  of  the 

fudge. 

WHEN  thou  my  righteous  Judge  flialt 
come 
To  fetch  thy  raniom'd  peopTe  home, 

Shad  I  among  them  liana  ? 
Shall  fuch  a  worth lefs  worm  as  I, 
Who  fometimes  am  afraid  to  die, 

Be  found  at  thy  right  hand. 
I  love  to  meet  among  them  now, 
Before  thy  gracious  feefto  bow 

Tho' vileft  of  them  all; 
But  can  I  bear  the  piercifcj 
What  if  my  name  fhould  b 

When  thou  for  them  fhould  a 
Prevent,  prevent  it  by  t! 
Be  thou,  dear  Lord,  my  hi 

In  this  th'  accepted 
Thy  pardonii.g  vokc,  f^ 
To  ftiil  my  unbdkvir.g  U 

Nor  iet  me  ial.  I  pray 


'to  bow, 

ujg  thought  ?    4 
1  be  left  oat, 
fhould  call  !     Jk 
?.y  grace; 

place, 

kt  rr.e  hear, 


5  80.  HF.IL. 

4  Let  me  among  thy  f'iirts  be  found, 

Where'er  th'  archangel^  trump  (ha  1  found. 

To  fee  thy  finning  face ; 
Then  loudeft  of  the  crowd  f'.l  fing, 
While  heaven's  refounding  maufions  rinj 
With  fhcuts  of  fovereign  grace. 


HELL  AND  HEAVEN. 

DLXXX.     CM.     Ryland  Junior. 
Hell  the  Sinner  %  own  Place,  Acisi.  25. 

LORD,  when  1  read  rhe  traitor's  doom 
To  "  his  own  place  confign'd," 
What  ho  y  fear  and  humble  hope 

Alternate  fill  my  mind! 
IYaifcor  to  thee  I  too  have  been, 

But  fav'd  by  matchiefs  grace, 
Or  eife  the  loweft,  hocteft  heil 

Had  fureiy  been  my  p  ace. 
Thither  I  was  by   aw  arijudg'd, 

And  thitherward  rufh'd  on  ; 
And  there  in  my  eternal  doom 

Tin  juftice  might  have  fhone. 
But   o  !  (what  wond'rous  match'efs  love  ?) 

I  call  a  pace  my  own 
On  earth  within  the  gofpel  found 
^^And  at  thy  gracious  throne. 
A  place  is  mine  among  thy  faints, 
"'••A  place  at  JefuS  feet. 
And  f  ex  p.  ci  mheaven  a  p  ace 

Where  iaints  and  artels  meet. 
B  eft  Lamb  of  God  thy  iuVtreign  grace 

To  all  around  I'd  tell 
Which  made  a  |>lace&n  g'°ry  mine, 

Whole  juil  deleft  was  hell. 


h:i.l 
DLXXXI.     L.  M. 

Q  INNER,  O  why  To 
O   Whv 


581,  582, 
Sheffield  Tune. 

thoBghtiefs  sjrown  ? 
in  fuel;  dre  :dful  hafti  to  die  ? 
Daring  to  leap  to  wcr  ds  unknown, 
Hetdlefs  againit  thy  God  to  fly  ? 
Wilt  thou  defpife  eternal- fate, 
Urg'd  on  by  fin's  fantaftic  dreams, 
Madly  attempt  th'  infernal  g  ;te, 
And  for.e  thy  paffage  to  the  flames  ? 
Stay  ln:-Kr,  on  the  g t Tp e  1  plains, 
Behold  the  God  of  love  unfold 
'i  he  glories  of  his  dying  pains, 
F  r  ev< 


mg,  y 


Hold. 


T  N  what  cotrufion  ea 
1    G'd'r.  de-areti  child) 


Dr.   DoDDRTDflF. 

.ir«j,Luke  xvi.  aj, 
appears, 


DLXXXII.    L.  M. 

The  Rich  Man  and  La 

nth 

:ren  bath'd  in  tears 
While  they  wh.)  heaven  itfelf  deride, 
Riot  in  luxury  and  pride. 
But  patient  let  my  f-  ul  attend, 
And  ere  I  cenfure,  view  the  end  ; 
That  end,  how  different,  who  can  tell  ! 
1  he  wide  extremes  of  heaven  and  hell  I 
See  the  red  flames  around  him  twine, 
Who  did  in  gold  and  pui  pie  fhine  ' 
Nor  can  his  tongue  one  drop  obtain 
T'  allay  the  fcorching  of  his  pain 
Whi  e  round  the  faint,  fo  poor  below 
Full  rivers  of  falvation  flow  ; 
On  Abram\  breast  he  leans  his  head, 
And  banquets  on  ceieltial  breach. 
ytfusj  my  Saviour,  let  me  . 
The  me.ineft  of  tf.y  fei  vairtjs'  fare  ; 
May  !  at  U-ft  a:  pre  r-.ch  to  tafle 
ri  he  buffings  of  thy  marriage- feufr. 


583,584.  HEAVFN. 

DLXXXHI.     CM.     SvEits. 

The  Joy':  of  Heaven. 

1  /*^OME  Lord,  and  warm  each  languid  heart, 
V-i  Infpire  each  lifelefs  tongue  : 

And   et  the  joys  of  heaven  impart 
Their  inflaer.ee  to  ourfong. 

2  Sorrow,  and  pain,  and  every  care, 

And  difcord  there  fhall  ceafe  ; 
And  perfect  joy,  and  ove  fincere 
Adorn  the  realms  of  peace. 

3  The  foul  from  iin  for  ever  free, 

Shah  mourn  its  power  no  more  ; 
Bu-,cloih'd  in  fpotiefs  purity, 
Redeeming  love  adore. 

4  There  on  a  throne  (how  dazzling  bright !) 

'}  h'  exalted  Saviour  {Lines  ; 
And  Beams  ineffable  delight 
On  all  the  heavenly  minds. 

5  1  here  fhall  the  followers  of  the  Lamb 

Join  in  immortal  fongs; 
And  eudlefs  honors  to  his  name 
Employ  their  tuneful  tonguts. 

6  Lord,  tune  our  hearts  to  praife  and  love, 

Our  feeble  notes  infpire  ; 
Till  in  thy  blii'-ful  courts  above, 
We  join  th'  angelic  choir. 
DLXXX1V.     C.  M.     Cambridge  New  Tunc. 
Dk.  S.  Si  ennett. 
Th'  Prom? fed  Land. 

1  ■■fC\N  Jordan's  ftormy  banks  I  (land, 

V-J    And  caft  a  wifhful  eye, 
To  Canaan'*  fair  and  happy  land, 
Where  my  nollclliius    le. 

2  O  the  tri'.nfporting,  roprurous  fcene. 

Thar  rifts  to  my  fight  !' 
Sweef  fie  ds  array 'd  in  nving  green. 
And  rivers  of  delight  ! 
3    There  generous  fruits  that  never  fail, 
On  trecb  immortal  grow  ; 


HE  A  VEX.  585. 

There  rocks  and  hi  Is,  and  brooks  and   vaes, 
With  milk  and  honey  flow. 

4  All  o'er  thofe  -wide  extended  plains 

Shines  one  eternal  day  : 
There  God  the  Sun  for  ever  reigns, 
And  fcatters  night  away. 

5  No  chilling  winds,  or  poiforous  breath 

Can  reach  that  healthfu   fhore  : 
Sicknefs  and  forrow,  pain  and  death 
Are  fcft  and  fear'd  no  more. 
4  When  (ha  1  I  reach  that  happy  place, 
A  nd  be  for  ever  b  eft  ! 
When  fhall  I  fee  my  Father's  face, 
And  in  his  bofom  reft  ? 
7   Fi'l'd  with  delight,  my  raptur'd  foul 
Can  here  no  longer  ftay  ; 
Tho'  Jordan's  waves  around  me  roll, 
Fearlefs  I'd  launch  away. 
DLXXXV.     50.     Cherriton  Tune. 
J.  Strapham. 
Heaven. 
I    f^\N  wings  of  faith,  mount  up  my  foul  and 
vJ*  rile, 

View  thine  inheritance  beyond  the  Ikies: 
Nor  heart  canth  nk,normortai  tongue  can  tell 
What  endlefspleafuresinthofemanfionsdwell: 
Here  our  Redeemer  lives;ab  bright  and  glorious, 
O'er  fin  and  death  and  hel  ,  he  reigns  victorious. 
1  No  gnawing  grief,  no  fad  heart-rending  pain, 
In  that  bicTt  country  can  admimon  gain ; 
No  forrow  there,  no  foul-tormenting  fear, 
For  GodS  own  hand  fhah  wipe  the  Jailing  tear, 
Here  our  Redeemer  lives,  &c. 
3   Before  the  throne  a  cryftal  river  glides, 
Immortal  verdure  decks  its  cheerful  fides: 
Here  the  fair  tree  of  ife  majeftic  rears 
Its  blooming  head,  and  fovereign  virtue  bearSj 
Here  our  Redeemer  lives,  &c. 


586,   587.  HEAVEN. 

4  No  rifing  fun  his  needlefs  beams  difplays, 
No  fickiy  moon  emits  her  feeb  e  rays  ; 
The  godnead    here  ceieitia    glory  fheds, 
Th'  exalted  Lamb  eternal  radiance  ipreads. 

Here  our  Redeemer    ivest  &c. 

5  One  dihant  g  impfe  my  eager  paflion  fires  ! 
"jefus    to  thee  my  -.onging  ioui  aipires  ! 
When  fhal  I  at  my  heavenly  home  arrive, 
When  leave  this  earth,  and  w.hen   begin  t» 

live  ? 
For  here  my  Saviour  is  all  bright  and  g'orious, 
O'er  fin  and  death  and  hell,  ht  reigns  victorious. 

DLXXXVI.     P.  M. 

Departing  fight  of  the  Happy  Spvli. 

VITAL  fpark  of  heavenly  flame  ; 
Quit,  O  quir  this  mortal  frame! 
Trembling,  hoping,  hng'ring,  fly.ng  ! 
O  the  pain,  the  btifs  of  dying  ! 
Ccale,  fond  nature,  ceafe  thy  ftrife, 
And  et  me  lauguiih  'wco    ile, 

H-irk  !  they  whiiper  ;  angels  fay, 
Siiler  ipirit,  come  away  : 
Wftat  is  this  abforbs  me  quite  ? 
Stea  s  my  fenfes,  ihuts  my  fight ; 
Browns  my  Ipirit,  draws  my  breath  ? 
I  eit  me,  my  i'uu.,  can  this  be  death  ? 
The  woi  ii  recedes  \  it  diiappc*rs; 
Keav'n  op:ns  on  my  eyes!  my  ears 
, .^Wnh  i-undi  feraphic  ring  ; 
Lend,  I  nd  ycur  wings,  I  mount,  I  fly, 
O  gidve  I  where  is  thy  victory  ? 
O  death  !  where  is  thy  fling  ? 

DLXXXVII.     L.  M.     Steele. 


c 


The  loorjhip  of  Heaven,  J  >hn  xvii.  Z4- 
\  For  a  i'weet,  infpiriiv  ray, 
P  To  animate  our  teeblc  Arams, 


HEAVEN.  58??. 

From  rhe  bright  realms  of  endlefs  ^ay, 
The  b'si'sf'ui  realms,  where  Jc/us  reigns  ! 
,  here,  io.v  before  his  glorious  throne, 
Adoring  faints  and  angels  fail  ; 
And  with  delightful  \vor{h;y>  own 
His  finite  their  b  ifs.  their  heaven,  their  all. 
Immortal  glories  cown  his  head, 
While  tuneful  hallelujahs  rile, 
And  love,  and  joy,  and  triumph  fpread 
Thro'  a  1  th'  affemblies  of  the  fetes. 
He  fmiles,  and  feranhs  tune  their  fongs, 
o  bounrflefs  raptjare  v.;  iie.  they  gaze  ; 
'len  thoiUacd  thoufand  joyful  tongues 
Refound his  ever  ailing  praife. 
's  here  all  the  favorites  of  the  Lamb 
Shall  join  at  fa  ft  the  heavenly  choir; 
O  may  the  joy-infpiring  theme 
Awake  our  faith  and  warm  defire! 
Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  Spirit  feal 
Our  intereft  in  that  blifsfu   place; 
Till  death  remove  this  mortal  vei', 
And  we  behold  tljy  lovely  face. 

DLXXXVIII.     C.  M.     EliniTune. 
The  everlaji'mg  Song. 

EARTH  has  engrofs'd  my  ove  too  long 
\  Tis  time  I  lift  mine  eyes 
Upwards  dear  Father  to  thy  throne, 

And  to  my  native  Ikies. 
There  the  b  ell  Man  my  Saviour  fits; 

The  God  how  bright  he  mines! 
And  fcatters  infinite  delights 

On  a  1  the  happy  minds^jat 
Seraphs  with  elevated  ftraing, 

Circle  the  throne  around  ; 
And  move  and  charm  the  ftarry  plains, 

With  an  immo  tal  found. 


588.  HEAVEN. 

4  Jefus-  their  Lor, J,  their  harps  employs; 

Jefus,  my  love,  they  fing  ■ 
Jefus,  the  life  of  hoth  our  joys, 

Sounds  fwtet  from  every  firing. 
J   [Hark,  how  beyond  the  narrow  bounds 

Of  time  and  ipace  they  run ; 
And  echo  in  majeftic  founds  * 

The  Godhead  of  the  iivn  / 

6  And  now  they  fink  the  iofty  tune, 

-Ami  gent  er  nor.es  they  p  ay, 
.And  bring  the  'Father's  equal  down 
To  dwell  in  humble  clay. 

7  O  facred  beaury  of  the  Man  ! 

(The  God  refide3  within:) 
His  flcfli  all  pure  without  a  ftain  -f 
His  foul  without  a  fin  f 

5  But  when  to  Calvary  they  turn, 

Silent  their  harps  abide: 
Suspended  longs,  a  moment,  mourn 
I  he.  God  ihat  lov'd  and  dy'd. 
9   "i  hen,  ad  at  once  ro  living  ftrains 
They  iummon  ttrery  chord: 
Tell  how  he  triumph 'd  o'er  his  pains, 
And  chant  the  rifing  Lord} 
•  o  Now  tt  me  mount  and  join  their  fuug, 
And  bean  angel  too; 
My  heart,  my  hand,  my  ear,  my  tongue, 
Here's  joy  fir  work  for  you. 
n    I  would  begin  the  mufic  here, 
And  fo  my  foul  fhould  rife  : 
for  form*  heavenly  notes  to  bear 
My  paffions  to  the  fkies  ! 
!*  There  ye  that  love  my  Saviour  fit  i. 

There  1  would  fain  have  place, 
Among  your  thrones,  or  at  your  feet, 
So  I  might  fee  his  face. 


DoxoLOGir?.    58^  90,  91,  92,  93. 
DLXXXIX.     ;s. 

GLORY  to  the  Father's  name, 
Jeftts**  exee  knee  pr;;c  aim. 
Sing  the  blcfikd  Spirit's  praiJe, 
Angels  (well  rhe  notes  we  raife. 
DXC.     H2th. 

PRAISE  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
Ye  fufPring  and  triumphant  hoft  ; 
One  God,  in  perfons  three  adore, 

The  fame  in  majefty  and  pow'r : 
Shout  to  the  great  Jehovah's  praife 
Ye  fons  of  g  ory  and  of  grace. 
DXCI.     3.  7.  4. 

GLORY  be  to  God  the  Father, 
Glory  to  the  eternal  Son; 
Sound  a'oud  tke  Spirit's  praifes, 

Join  the  elders  round  the  throne  : 
Hallelujah, 

Hail  the  glorious  Three  in  Ose  ! 
DXCIF.      148th. 

GIVE  to  the  Father  praife, 
Give  glory  to  the  Son; 
And  to  the  Holy  Ghoft, 
Be  tcpia'  honour  done  : 
Our  mercies  thee  their  author  claim, 
Al  honor  to  th'  eternal  name. 

DXCIH. 
r"jp0  God  the  great  Father  be  praife, 

JL  Ad  glory  to  Jcfus  the  Son ; 
And  to  the  b  eft  Spirit  of  peace, 
Let  honors  coecjual  be  done. 


TABLE  OF  SCRIPTURES. 


Book. 

GE 

Ch.  Vet 

•   Page 

Book. 

Ch. 

Ver.    Pa. 

Si.   r 

3    '5 

27 
122 

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4 
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49   10 

12      7, 

185 
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23 
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20      3- 
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12    48 

27 

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232 

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24  15 

334 

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Eor*.  Ch.  Ver. 

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Book.  Ch.  Ver.    Pag*. 

lfauih  63      i-3 

472 

Matt.   5     3 

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63      7 

13 

5    44 

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411 

5   48 

24 

3    22 

86 

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210 

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Maik  9  24  a°9 

10  14  337 

IO    2l  520 

TO    47  295 

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Book.  Ch. 

Ver. 

Page>Brok.  Ch,  Ver. 

Page 

Eph.    6  13. 

7 

303;'Heb.     7   25 

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Phil.    1      6 

64               9   27 

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299 

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375 

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108  Rev.      1      7 

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1    12 

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307 

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CONTENTS. 


A 


A  Hymn  and  Pagt 

A  RON,  his  bread  plare  15 

Melchifedec  and  Chrift  183,  190, 19 

Abraham  <>  God  6 

Care  of  his  family  33 

Inter ccffion  for  Sodom  32 

Acceptance  through  Chrift  alcne  3; 

Accefs  to  God  by  Chrift  8 

Activity  in  religion  325 ,  29 

Adam  the  firft  and  fecond  3 

Admiration  and  joy  47 

Adoption  91 — 9. 

AJJUclion,  pleading  with  God  under  it  31 

Prefence  of  God  defired  in  it  5$ 

See  Sicknefs 

Agur's  wifh  26 

Angels,  miniftering  to  Chrift  14 

Miniftcring  to  Chriftians    "  30 

Reply  to  the  women  that  fou.ght  Chrift  14 

Their  fong  at  the  birth  of  Chrift  129,13 

The  fallen  paffed  by  13 

Apoftaiy  deprecated  439>44 

Ark,  Noah  preferved  in  it  10 

Armour,  the  fpiritual  3© 

Afunfton  of  Chrift  142,  14 

Ajociations  of  minifters  and  churches  423 — 43 

Spiritual,  regiftered  in  heaven  42 

Minifters  abounding  in  the  work,  &c.      42 

Loveft  thou  me  ?  feed  my  fheep  42 

Prayer  for  minifters  42 

A  revival  defired  42 

Spread  of  the  gofpel  longed  for  428,  2 1 

Praife  for  the  increafe  of.  the  church  429,  43. 

Spiritual  temple  completed  43 

Atonement  of  Chrift  7 

Gratitude  for  i;  7 


CONTENTS. 

Hyran  and  Page. 
Atonement,  pleaded  76 

Awakened  Sii  n.rs  pra>er  294 

B 

\  Backsliders  invited  to  return  1 18,  l  21, 1 78 

WackslidingSy  and  returns  3*3.  3*4 

*    Dreaded  10^,439,440 

Baptism  442—471 

Barren  fi?  tree  51 ! 

Bartttneus's  ptaver  369 
■Benevolence  a  diry  and  pleafure          246,  166 

fl/7/fi  o*  Chrift  129 132 

Birth-Day  hymn  5j2 
IW/Vj  of  the  faints,  the  care  of  God   285,  288 

Temples  <>f  the  H  1-  Giioft  299 

BoMn*ss%  holy  2 «,  7 

0*0*  O      1  :fe  ,jf     |f| 

Brethren,  1  ,ve  to  them  2 54 


lltng,  effe&nal,  77,  78,  &  glorification  lOS 

Canaan,  the  heavenly,  2J  pa  t  of  hymn  £6 

The  tjappincls  of  it  longed" for  2J  2 

Way  to  s  .     Sec  Heaven  20 1 

re  mini  al  law  eg 

^?"'(7  246,  257,  432— 436 

Mzjiren,  eve  y  day  given  to  rl.e  Loid  336 

;  .Ch-ifl's  regard  to  ;hem  3j7 

hrist,  A-ro  ■   the  true  154 

Adam  •  he  fr cotid  38 

Adv  care  '  j  ^6;  152 

A "g*J  of  the  covenant  .184 

B  -.:z-n  ferpeiVt  1 57 

B>   3d  if  li;e  I58 

B.Ufiary.  «i  I  59 

B  <gh*      d  morn  rg  (tar.  160 

Butter  24® 


CONTENTS 

Hymn 

Christy  chief  amon?  ten  thotifand 
Copfclatlwi  eflfrac] 

Corner  ftone 

D^fire  cf  all  nation  J 

D  or 

Example 

p'orerui  ner 

Foundation 

Fountain,  opened  »6S 

F  tend  » 73, 

G  it  of  Gjd 

Guide 

Head,  of  the  chu  ch 

iibfb-nd 

{eg* 

Imiinnuci 

King  of  faints  174, 

K  nfma'j 

Lainii  of  G  -d 

Worthy  is  the  Lamb 
I.e  der 

Lit*  of  the  foul 
Liglt 
L>vd  -fall 
MeTc'iiftdc-C 
M   iTV-ger  of  the  c  veaant 

Pa  (Tver 

Pja  1  of  great  p.  ice 

)Ph}fiCtan,  of  the  f  ul 

Of    he  full  and  b  dy 
PrUft,  the  &reat  high  190, 

Prince  and  Saviour    • 
proplieS,  Frkft  »3d  &nft 
Ranfora  9 -j 

Refuge 

highteoufn?fs,  our 
K  ck  fmuten 
Saviuur,  the  only 


GONTKNT* 


Hymn  and  Page. 


Cbrift,  Saviour  able  and  wil  iua 

Shepherd 

Strong  hod 

Sun 

Vine 

Way  196.      Way  to  Cancan 

Way,  truth,  and  life 

W<r!om,  ri-jhteoufnefs,  fan<9 
fication,  &c. 

The  burden  of  the  fong 

ALL  IN  ALL 
C.brifiijn,  awakened 

Crying  for  mercy 

Longing  for  an  intefeft  in  Cn'rift 

Choofi-ig  the  good  part 

D;.  voting  himfelf  to  Gud 

His  body  the  temple  of  the  Spirit 

A  pilgrim 
his"  long 

Running  the  race 

Fighting  the  good  fight 

On  the  fpirituai  voyage 

Tempted  •  * 

His  temptations  moderated 

Mi nifl:ered  to  by  angels 

Walking  in  darkaefs  and  trufting 

Complaining  of  fm  and  inconftancy  309 

Lamenting  pride 

P  eading  wttK"G-6d  under  affliction 

Bacliflieing  and  returning" 

Falling  and  recovered 

Wifhing  to  be  as  in  months  paft 

Troubled,  but  making  God  ris  refuge 

Perfecuted 

Caft  down,  but  hoping  in  God 

His  re  que  ft 

Watching  and  praying 

His  prayer  aniwertd  by  croffes 


197 
198 
j  99 

2GO 

20  • 
ac2 


204,  205 
294 
295 
296 
297 
298  - 
299 
3co 
Soi 
Hoi 
3o3 
3o4 
3o5 
3o6 
3o7 
3o$ 
3jQ 
3:i 
3t2 
3;3 
3.4 
3  5 
3'6 
3:7 
?>'■< 
31 

3*i 


COM  TNT?. 

~,   .„.  .  Hvmn  and  Page. 

Lbr/fian,  growing  in  grace  -22 

Riling  to  God  *%1 

Remember  inp  all  the  way,  &c.  ^24 

Waiting  for  the  coming  of  his  Lord  325 

Defirous  of  fmifhmg  his  courfe  with  joy  326 
Committing  his  departing  fruit  to  Tcfus  327 
Crowned  ^2g 

Cbu'cl,  defer!  bed,  40  j.    formed  406 

Prefc-nctrof  Chiift  the  joy  of  it 
Way  to  it  enquired  4o* 

Begging  a  pafl  or  of  he  Lord  409 

Praying  for  their  minifter  41  - 

Fraying  for  their  paftor  when  i  1  4  .  -, 

Ghocfiog  deacons  .  . l 

Chriit's  care  of  churches  and  miniflers  4i4 
Glory  of  it  predicted  4i8,  4«o 

Church  Mretrngs                                   -  437,441 

See  Miui/Iers,  alfo  JjwlttuMt 

Cone  and  welcome  to  Jdus  Chiift  !  ,5 
Co/.'cclio/is  for  poor  churches  «md   7 

minifter*  j      432— 136 

Comm:-.n!on  with  God  p,6 

With  Chrift  487,  defired  97—99 

With  faints  254,  with  our  own  hearts      329 

C  mpajftun  of  Chrift  -(,, 

Complaint,  of  iuabi.ity  Co  do  good  300. 

Of  inconftancy    3.0.    Of  pnde  3,, 

Of  hardnefs  of  heart  2^o 

Of  ftupidity  in  hearing  and  prayer  275 

Of  unfruiti'ulncfs  CI| 

Under  great  pain  -c%» 

Condefcending  grace  of  Chiift  4\  , 

fcCondcfcenfoii  of  God                           •  "J  \ 

Confidence  in  God  -?6,  Ua 

£•/«  o.  41,  !o? 

L.„nti,h:;c:it.    6ee  jRcfgn~>i'r„»  26?,  X76 — 2;<J 

pwirititiH  oi  heart  2  7^ 


CONTENTS. 

Hymn  and  Page. 

Converfton,  a  work  of  efficacious  grace  78 

Of  a  firmer  ;  or,  joy  in  heaven  79   438 

Conversion  oi'  .he  line i   80     Of  Ziccbeu's   78 

Praife  ro  G  d  for  it  g3 

Conviction,  {y\-vu&\  50,294 

Coronation  of  C'lriit  j  _^'  j  __ 

Counsel  a  G  d'z  will  .              2^ 

Cow^r./  of  gr£C(;       66,  223,         pleaded  68 

Supportinr-  U'?d    r  trouble  67 

•Cre.zt'tn.  a  fuiiiira  y  view  of  it  27 

Or   man  2?    2g 

Creating  wifdom;  f,n?  t<>  it  29 

And  p  evidence  -,2 

Cr«j   or •  CJw.il  13-.  fl-ingtoit         52 

Att .-afli  n  of  :t  r^g 

Trinbiph  of  it  ^2 

Cross  y  the  ebrjftian's  t?tk  ?  up  280    281 

Crosses^  prayer  2:  f*eted  by   them  '  321 

Cro-wn  him  1-6    1" 7 

Croivn  of  glory  prorni4'td  ,28 

D 

Darkness,  walking  in  ir  208 

Hope   in   it  2^l 

Spirit  of  Gv\  add  elf  d  in  it  i:4 

D/Jy,  one  well  fpent  226 

Deacons \  a  choice  of  A}j 

Death,  and  eternity  ^  ,0 

Preparation  for  h   Hefired  t6l 

Of  the  firmer  and  f&itst  \tq 

Ol'Mofts  J  7^ 

A  flvep  ro  good  men  r^2 

Victory  over  it  ibfougb  Cruift  C52 

The  welciane  m?ff    gev  ^^ 

And  judgment,  See  Funeral  ^-"c 

Decrees  of  G  )d  « 

Delight  in  G  d  2-^8.    In  wofhip  344t  ^41 

Deliverance,  national,  cr]   br^tid  532  * 

Despair,  finlul     90  puvented 

Difficulties  Jut inu tinted  4,-, 


CONTENTS. 

Hymn  and  Pge, 

Diligence  and  h*ly  zeal  293,  375 

Dhrrtftsion,  hymns  at  378 — 392 

Dominion  o1.   God  9 

Doxtlogies  589—593,   393—597 

Draii>!72gs  of  the  Spirit  of  God  216 

Droughty  tunaTerti    g  501 

Dntic-J,  and  privileges  575 

D'fficn!Hf  s  t  ^erev  f  furmounted  447 

Duty  >o  G  d  47 

And  our  neighbour  48,  242 

E 

Early  piety  518 

Eartb/y  things,  their  vanity  ^98 

Ebenezer  509,  5  O,  512,  190 

Education  of  youth  522,523 

Election.,  62.     Confequences  of  it  63 

Gcdly  confideration  or  it  comfortable      65 

Encouragement,  and  invitation  114— I2i 

To  fuch  v. !  o  ferk  a  1  lfen  Jefus  144 

To  young  perfo.  s  to  ftek  Chrift  5*8 

To  the?  weak  in  faith  2:0 

To  truft  and  love  G  d  285 

To  player  353 

Enemies,  love  to  them  258 

Eternity,  of  G  id  4 

•Juyfol  and  trenv  tdous  5  J8 

Ti:«s  and  eternity  546 

D-T.th  and  etenii  y  550 

Payer  in  project  of  it  54J? 

Evening  hymns  495—  497j  2:6 

Everlasting  Icvp.     See  Election  62 

Example  v\  Chrift  166,  258,  435 

Exiltaticn    -f  Chrift  147,  148,  26^ 

Excellencies  of 'ttrHl  l6l 

F 

'Faith,  its-author  ard  piecioufhefs  217 

U.i   i.:e  cr/'  '  fT  tts  272 

<•<  .18       Weak-reft  of  it  224 

Struggling  w:th  unbelief  21^ 


286 
288 

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CONTENTS. 

n  .  ,  f  .     .  Hymn  and  Pajre. 

Faith  f  tntinfe  220  n    viv  2^1 

Conqu.rincr  222.         Connected  with 7 

lalvation  >    2:  J 

Falthfulnefs  of  God  ,„    _6 

-Fa«  of  man,  lamented  ^2 

-  And  recovery 

Family  worfhip  „  „  , .-'■ 

FjJI  day  hymns  c*tS*$<   ??' 

JS*  of  God  exercifed  a'l  the  day  *        {f6 

The  huppmefs  attending  if.  227.  2    e 

Fears  and  doubts  removed  28o 

Fear  not 

I  wi  1  truft  and  not  be  afraid 
Feajl,   the  gofpCi  56,473.486 

Felix  trembling  „g0 

F&lihv/bip  of  the  faints  ^"4 

Fervency  of  devotion'  defired  2 x  1 

MoiwW  Chrift  ,-n,     ,.r    „.• 

God  ready  to  forgive  _  9o 

/orwj  vain  without  relit -i-- .,-,"  "TV* 

Fortitude,  holy 
JKKft^i  of  Chrift 
Funeral   See  Zfoz/,5 

Of  an  infant 

Of  a  young  perfon 

Of  ihiidrea- 

Of  a  be.iever 

Of  a  minfiier 


2  2 
I  .O 


556 
5  57 
55  S 
560. 

Futurity  committed  to  the  Lord  c  l0 


heart 


3* 
91,  278 
4f 
76 
2?. 


CONTE>'7^. 

Hymn  and  Page, 

God  rcnfoning  with  men  ,  -4 

Onr  God     124      for  ever  and  ever  383' 

Exalted  above  all  praife  26 

Grol  Samaritan,  parable  of  the  257 

Goodntfs  of  God,  i  2,  30.     and  jiiiuce  j8 

In  giving  his  Son  12 

<VM .  54 

Glorious  59 

Worthy  of  ail  acceptation  35 

The  power  of  God  to  ialvation  60 
Reprefented  by  a  feaft          4L6,  362,  56,  4- 

The  jubilee  57,  58 

Rational  y  defended  61 

Freentfs  of  it  362 

Net,  calling  it  366 

Spread  of  it  defired                      370,  374,  42  tf 

Grace,  electing,  adopting,  fovereign  44,  65 

Efficacious     77.         difh'nguifhing  iio 

Sufhcient      125.          defired  382 

Growing  in  it  322.     defired  290 

Salvation  by  grace  ill 

Gratitude  the  fpiing  of  true  religion  216 

Crave  55 O,  56/ 

Gravity  and  decency  229 

Groivtb  in  grace     322.         defired  390 

H 

Habitation,  going  to  a  new  one  333 — 335 

Ha/pinefs,  in  God,  238,  248 

Attending  divine  wifdom  291 

Of  thofe  who  fear  God  227,  and") 

truft  in  him  J 

Of  the  poor  in  fpirit  234 

Of  humble  worfhippers  343 

Of  fpiritual  pilgrims            **  .300 

Of  being  with  Chrift  554 

Harmony  of  the  divine  perfections  2i 

Harvejl  and  fummer  504,  505 


285 


CON-TENTS. 

Hymn  and  Page. 

Heprt,  evil  40,  contrite  defired  75 

Hard  lamented.  250,  ne-\v  de-fired  38a 

Heaven,  anticipated,  2d  part  of  hymn  66 

Promifed  land,  584,  a  kingdom  324 

Happinefs  and  joys  of  it  583,  584 

Worfhip  of  it  587.  The  everlafting  fong  588 

Hf-U,  the  finner's  own  place  580 

Ever  afting  miicry  of  it  42 

Praife  for  being  out  of  it  1 6 

And  heaven  582 

E*lt>  prayed  for  379.     obtained  590,  51  o 

E-jiir/efs,  defired  390.      ad  part  of  hymn  62' 

Of  God  1 7 

H  pe,  in  darknefs  231.     fet  before  us  230 

Encouraged  by  the  perfections  of  God      233 

Hoping  and  longing  for  friary  232,  253 

Humble,  their  joy  encouraged  260 

Humiliation,  of  Chriffc  |  4  8 

Humility,  of  mind  234.     prayed  for  237 

1  he  humbie  puhui  ;m  2  j6 

Humble  p  e.idings  for  meicy  235 

Hypocrify  dreaded  108,  283 

I 
Idol  worfhip  ftupid  .  233 

Idols  renounced,  and  God  welcomed  7 
into  the  foul  j. 

Illnefs,  See  Sicl-nefs 

Immutability  of  God  5 

Inability  to  do  good  complained  of  309 

Incarnation  of  Chrifl  129 —   32 

Incomprehenft'oilitv  of  God  2  3 

Jnconjluticy  lamentc-1  3    O 

hceWngGxi  3^ 

Infants,  Sec  Children  536 

Dying  in  the  arms  of  Jefus  5j6 

Infinity  of  God  6 


J  9 


COM' 


NTS. 


Hymn 

and  Page. 

Influences  of  the  Spirit 

206 — 2 16 

Compared  to  living  water 

208 

o  rain  ICQ       to  the  wino* 

212 

Defired  20      2>2.      experienced 

213 

Ingratitude  to  Chrift  detett'ed 

252 

Infp'iroiicn  of  the  fcriptures 

43 

InterceJJlin  of  Chrift  \$%.      prevalent 

if>3 

For  Peter 

^55 

1  ypified  by  Aaron's  bre.tfLp'ate 

154 

Interefi  in  Chrift  d.  fired 

296 

Invitations  oi  fcripture 

114—   2[ 

To  the  Gofpe    ieaft 

474 

J  a  Lex's  prayer 

381 

j'eivs  prayed  for 

422 

Joy,  of  the  humble 

260 

And  rejoicing; 

238—241 

The  return  of  Joy 

241 

J,bi!ee 

57,  S* 

^fadgment-  Day 

5  70,579 

l  he  coming  of  the  Judge 

575—578 

defired 

574 

Hooks  opened 

57i 

Sentence  on  the  wicked 

57* 

On  the  righteous 

573 

A  p  ace  at  the  right  hand  defired 

579 

Juftice  and  goodnei's  of  God 

18 

'Jujtice  aud  equity  to  our  neighbour 

242- 

Juflifcathn 

K 
Kingdom,  f>f  Chrift    49.     increafing 

83,  u 

43° 

Of  God,  to  be  firft  f.-ught 

5  9 

Of  glory,  Set  Heaven 

234 

Knowledge,  fpiritual 

»43-  *45 

Defired  of  God  its  author 

243 

Ifnperfedt  at  prefent 

245 

One  thing  I  know 

244 

Aud  happintfs 

291 

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;■■>•■  Hymn  and  Page. 

Latter  day  glory  longed  for  4  a  , 

Z<zw,morai  47.  4g.  honored  by  Chrifl  j0j  356 

Sinners  found  feamirfe  fey  it  AO 

Praclica:  ^e  of  it  ■  % 

Ceremonial  ., 


246 

93 

or 


And  gofpe!  ^ 

Legal  obedience  followed  by  evangelical  .^L 

l.c^er  cryi:  g  ,89.   289.  heaiea  ,02 
Liberality,  See  Charity 
Liberty,  fpiritua 
2- //>,  abundant  by  Chrift 

£w#  Suffering  of  G  »d  '  ^6 
Zori'j  </sy,  See  RefurrcStim  of  Gh rill 

™orninS  346-349 

*  E;cTg  «*-i^* 

J.ord  s  Prayer  ,  ,.  g 

&£J  6V/^  472—490 

/•e/*  SAf^  found,  parab'e  of  the  79 

Loving  kindnefs  of  God  ',  , 

-Low,  b/Go/,  eie&ing,  everiafting  62 

Eternal  and  unchangeable  64 

Redeeming  love  0q 

Lfoe  o/Chrijl  con  draining  ,3pj  440 

.   On  a  crois  and  a  throne  4f?0 

Wiping  and  dying  4g 

Lot-e,  to  God  2    7 

To  Chrift  prefent  or  abfent  249 


JLoveil  thou  m 

clintig  to  iove  Chriit  :- so,  2^1 

Profeflinn  of  Jove  to  the  Redeemer  '  252 

Supreme  love 

To  rhe  brethren  254.      unfeigned 
T©  a!i  faints 
To  cur  neighbour 

To  our  enemies  2.    2Vg 

AU  iittajp.meitts  vain  without  'ove  '2-9 


250,  425 


2:6 
2.;  7 


CONTENTS. 
M 

•     Hymn  and  Pa<r*. 

Majesty  oi  God  j  7 

^    anna  1 58   I  8q 

Mariner,  the  fpiiitu  ll  3c  J 

Mariner's  lfa!m  "36 

'Mediation  329  nn  the  crofs  of  Chrift        478 

Meek  beautified  with  fhlvarion  260 

Meeting  and  pa 'ting  with  friends     514—5' 6 

Mercies  in  ccpft.u.t  fnccffion  547 

Mercy  of  Cod  15 

Pi  cide  I  for  235,  232,   implored  295 

At'-d  (ru'h  mec  together  2( 

Message  of  the  lls«f  emer  134 

Midnight  cry  I  55 

Minister!  r-oihing  without  Chrift  260 

Abounding  in  the  woik  oi  the  Lord       424 

Watc'  i   g  lor  fouls  410 

L-avir.g  a  people  414 

]    neff.  oi"  one  413 

Meeting  of,  Ste  Associations 

C:irift'»  care  of  them  413 

Pravei  for  'hem  4 '6,  426 

CollfOhcn  fof  pnoi    minifters         t32— -436 

Ministry,  gt.fpel  inflicted  by  Cuitt      497 

Otia  called  to  t>»»  work  of  the  tniniftry  4-8 

Of    n'zels,   fee  A>.gcls 

Miracles  of  Chri ft  applied  lS$ 

Mijjiov.aries  pr^yid  for  .420 

MoJeratJtn  26  [,  262 

Mortality  of  nv.n,  .See  Death  4,  524,  513 

Mjrnlng  Hymns  491 — 494,   226 

M (lability  of  the  creatiiti  5 

N 
Ntional  prayer  aijid  praile  525—536 

Nativity  ofCbift  129— 132 

Noah  pufsrvid  in  the  aik  104 


CONTENTS. 

Hymn  and  Page- 

Neighbour,  ou'  duty  to  bira  48 

Our  lov?  *.o  him  257 

New- Year'' s  day  508,   51  I 

Not  unto  us  5S4 

O 
Obe-ience  ev  nrelical  51 

Omnipotence  nf  G^d  7 

Omnipresence  and  omnifcience  of  God  8 

Old  Age    .  524 

One  thtf/g  ne<?r!ful  297,  204 

Ordination  hymns  4*0 — 4:3,   338,   407 

Original  fia  -    38 

P 

Pardon  85—90 

Or  all  fin  87 

Spoken  by  Cbriit  89 

Co«  feffion  and  Pardon  •  88 

And  fanftificatioa  Wo 

God  ready  to  forgive  90 

Pardoning  G  d  85.     love  86 

Parting  of  christian  friends       515,  516,  254 

Pastor,  one  fought  of  God  409 

His  prayer  for  his  people  416 

People's  prayer  for  him  415 

Patience  of  God  admired  16 

Cbriftian  patience  dffirrd  263,  264 

Peace,  promifed  and  prayed  for  >     266,  391 

G>d  fpeaking  it  to  the  foul  265 

Peace  of  the  ration  prajed  for  530 

Praile  for  it  431 

Penitence  and  hop?,  See   Repentance  272 

Penitent,  the,  z7>-     his  fig!? s  270 

Perfections  of  God  I— 26 

In  harmony  21.     celebrated  25 

Moral  perfections  imitated  24 

Persecution  to  be  exacted  by  good  men  317 

Perseverance  in  grace  103—106,  223 


CONTENTS. 

Hymn  and  Pig& 

Perseverance  d*  fired  '    iQ^t   106 

Peter,  ad  mollified  by  Chrift  155 

His  fall  a-)d  recovery  3 j 3^  3  14 

And  John  fo!l*wi::g  CVift  -  29^ 

Pilgrim  the  fpi  ritual  300.     bis  fong         301 

pilter  of  fire  44.     ar.d  cJoud  180,418 

Pleasures,  of  religion  291 

Unfeen  longed  for  546 

Pool  o\  Bethefda  364 

Psor  fej  fpi rir  blelfrd  a  34 

Portion,  God  a  276 

Poverty,  fpiritual  234 

Power  and  providence  of  God  7 

Praise  to  G >d,   from  the  whole  creation        I 

For  the  bUilings  of  providence  &  grace  37 

For  the  fou  tiin  opened  169 

For  falvation  383 

To  the  Redeemer  488,  489 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit  22 

God  c x-.iker'  :.bove  all  praife  26 

Prmer,  fecret  3^2       tie  Lord's  358 

Anfwered  316      bv  c  <  ffes  321 

Imporruoity  in  it  354 

imp  rfeS:    but  acrept-d  156 

Ben-  fit  of  it,  and  exhortation  to  it         353 

Hv ,r*i    s  brrore   prayer  35)— 358 

Preparatory  thought  to    ?hc-  Lord's  Supper  472 

Prtfa.ee ,  <..  I'  G  d  worth  dying  for  555 

^fOt  C-Jrifl  il.-j.vY  ft  i.is  pjr.pl  -  401,  554,  135 

PfUTiif-d  359.     J.ngcd  for  220 

Pfidt  lamented  311,   345 

Prie  th'od  of     hrift  19)       its  excellency    191 

Privileges  ot  the  fous  of  G  >d  94   375 

Ptodigal  Son,  p-irable  of  1  tie  273 

P'OJKises,  the  firft  pr<  mite  122 

Of  rtren-th  according  to  our  days  123 

Of  the  divine  p  tlei.ee  1  24 


CONTENTS. 

Hymn  and  Page. 

Promifts  of  fufficient  grace 

125 

Of  a  fupp'y  of  all  our  need 

126 

Of  the  kingdom 

127 

Exceeding  great  and  precious 

128 

Prophecy,  Chrift  the  fubftance  of  it 

205 

Fulfil.ed 

185 

Profperity  of  foul  defired 

32a 

Providence  31.  and  power  of  God 

7 

Equitable  and  kind  23-  myfterious 

34 

To  be  explained  hereafter 

35 

Bereaving  fubmicted  to 

563 

Praife  for  the  bleffings  of  it 

37 

Publican,  the  humble 

236 

R 
Race,  the  chriftian 

30a 

Rain,  threatening 

502 

Reading  the  fcriptures 

330 

Reafon  32.  an  inefficient  guide 

196 

Recollection  grateful 

324,J09 

Redeeming  love 

69 

,  169 

Redemption,  by  Chrift  alone 

70 

Finifhed  71,  72.  wonders  of  it 

485 

Gratitude  to  God  for  it 

73 

Refuge,  God  a,  316.  Chrift  a           52 

,  100 

,305 

Regeneration,  See  Cower/ton 

Rejoicing  in  God  238.  in  hope 

240 

In  the  ways  of  God 

239 

And  going  on  our  way 

240 

Religion,  gratitude  the  fpring  of  it 

216 

Internal,  defired 

284 

Perfonal 

329- 

-332 

Family 

333- 

-337 

Public 

33*' 

~397 

Vain  without  love 

259 

Remembering  all  the  way,  Sec. 

324 

Repentance,  commanded  by  God 
U 

267 

CONTENTS. 

Hymn  and  Page. 

Repentance   given  by  Chrifl  269 

And  hope  27a 

Prayed  for,  See  Penitence  and  Penitent         2<»g 
Why  weepeft  thou  ?  274 

Refignativn,  See  Submifjion  276 — 279 

Reflation,  to  ftrve  the  Lord  334 

The  fuccefaful  one  t>SS 

Refurreclion,  of  the  body  568,569 

Of  Chrifl  140 — 143,474 

A  pledge  of  ours  143 

Comfortable  to  fuch  who  feek  Chrifl       144 


And  afcenfion  of  Chrifl 

142,  MS 

Retirement 

3*9 

Revival  prayed  for 

427 

Rich  fool  furprifed 

400 

Riches  their  emptinefs 

398 

Riches  of  Chrift  unfearchable 

151 

Righteous,  See  Chrifian 

Rightausnefs,  imputed 

84 

Humani,  infufikient  to  juftify 

83,50 

Rifmg  to  God 

J*3 

Rulers  prayed  for 

S 
Sabbath,  See  Lord's  day                         47 

536 

,348,35* 

Safety  of  Chrifl's  flieep 

103 

Saint  indeed 

261 

Salvation,  approaching 

2,24,  586 

Of  finners 

107— 113 

The  method  of  it,  107.  complete 

109 

Fret  108.  by  grace 

110,  III 

An  interefl  in  it  defired 

"3 

What  muft  I  do  to  be  favcd  ? 

a94 

God  glorious  and  finners  fayed 

112 

Praife  for  it 

383 

Samaritan,  the  good 

*5  7 

Sanftif  cation,  and  pardon 

IOO 

CONTENTS. 

Hymn  and  Page. 

Santlif cation,  and  growth  defired  102,  390 

Satan  repulfed  287 

Scriptures,  their  infpiration  43 

Their  ufefuhiefis  44.  riches  45 

Scriptures,  their  fuffickney  and  excel'ency       46 

Reading  them  330 

Seafons  crowned  with  goodnefs  508 

Secret  Prayer  33" 

Self-Dedication  298,  490 

Self-Denial  z8o,  28 1 

Sef-Exar,.    avion  331.  Lord,  fearch  me  283 

Sclf-Exifence  and  felf-furhcience  of  God  20,    23 

Seriei fiefs  prayed  for  549 

Sermon,  hymns  before  it  359,  37 1 

Hymns  after  it  372 — 392 

Shame,  on  account  of  Chriit,  abhorred  45 1 

Sheep  of  Chrift  fecure  103 

Shepherd,  See  Chrijl  1 01 

Sicknefs,  prefence  of  God  defired  in  it  537 

Submiffion  under  it  540 

Complaint  and  hope  in  it  538 

General  539 

And  recovery  541,542 

Sinai  and  Calvary  52 

Sincerity  and  truth  282.     defired  283 

Sin,  original  38.     indwelling  30 

And  grace 

And  forrow  laid  before  God 
Sinner,  impatient,  found  wanting  49 

Rcafoning  with  581.     convinced 
Repenting  accepted  273 

And  faints  in  the  wreck  of  nature  570 

Death  of  the  finner  559 

Sion,  its  ftabi  ity  and  glory  403 

Afking  the  way  to  it  4©5 

Glorious  thing?  fpoken  of  it.  See  Church  418 


CONTENTS. 

Hymn  and  Page. ; 

Song,  to  creating  wifdom  29 

Of  the  angers  at  Chrift's  birth  1 29, 1 30 

Of  the  fpiritual  pilgrim  301 

Of  praife  to  the  Redeemer        347,  448,  489 

Sons  of  God  their  privileges  94   9? 

Sorrow,  godly,  See  Repentance 

For  fin,  defired  274 

Laid  before  God  09 

Soul,  worth  of  it  401 

Sovereignty  of  God  0 

Soiver,  parable  of  %1t,  373 

Spirit  ofGod,  See  Influences  206 — 21 6 

The  Comforter  206 

Leads  the  peop  e  of  God  207 

Addreffed  under  darknefs  214 

Grieved  but  intreattd  not  to  depart  215 

His  drawings  celebrated  216 

Spiritual  mindednefs  284 

Spirituality  of  God  3 

Spring  498—5OO 

Strait  Gate  I0> 

Strength  as  our  days  are  123,  125 

Submijflon,  to  the  will  of  God        276,  277,  264 

To  bereaving  providences  563.     filial     278 

It  is  the  Lord,  jet  him,  &c.  279 

Suffering  chriftians  dear  to  Chriffc  280 

Sufferings  of  Chrifr.      See  Lot  </' <  Supper  136 


Summer  and  harveft 

504, 

5°5 

Sunday  Schools 

J' 22 

5*3 

Supplication                    •  V;R 
T 
Temple  the  bodies  of  the  faints 

295 

299 

The  fpiritual  completed 

431 

Temptation,  305,  324.  moderated 

io6 

Tempted  faints,  Chrift'iinterctflion  for*) 
them                                              J 

*55 

CONTENTS. 

Hymn  and  Page. 

Tbanifgivini  days  529 — 536 

Thief  on  the  crofs  3  Bo 

Tbirfly  foul  invited  to  Chrift  120 

Thunder,  the  God  of  503 

Time,  well  fpent  226.  fhort  543 

Now  is  the  accepted  time  376, 505 

Every  part  of  it  in  God's  hands  545 

And  eternity  546 

Transfiguration  of  Chrift  1 35 

Traveller's  Pfalm  36 

Trinity,  the  doctrine  of  the,  (See  Doxologies)  22 

Triumphs  of  Chrift  1 48.  of  the  crofs  481 

Trouble,  pleading  with  God  in  it  31a 

Troubled  but  making  God  eur  refuge  316 

Trujl,  in  God  under  trials  286,  287 

Humbie,  or  defpair  prevented  287 

Encouragement  to  it  285 

I  will  truft  and  not  be  afraid  290 

Truth,  and  faiihfulnefs  of  God  19 

And  mercy  met  together  21 

And  fincerity  282 

Types,  Chrift  the  fubftanceof  them  53,205,202 

u 

Unbelief  lamented,  241.  furmounted  290 

Union  to  Chrift  81 

Unity  of  God  2 

Canity  of  earthly  things  jog,  401 
Victory,  thankfgiving  for  national 

O'er  death  J50 

Vifon  of  the  dry  bones  371 

Voyage,  the  fpimual  304 

Walking  jflj   G°d  98.  in  darknefs 

Warfare,  the  chriitain  128,  303 

Warrior  animated  and  crowned  328 

Watchfulnefs  rewarded  325 


CONTENTS. 

Hymn 

and  Page. 

Weary  and  burdened  invited  to  reft 

117 

Wedding  hymn 

513 

Wicked  men  exhorted 

116 

Winter  improved 

506,507 

Wifdom  of  God  1 1 .  in  creation 

29 

And  grace  of  the  gofpel 

59 

Wifdom 's  ways  pleafant 

291 

Wonden  of  redemption 

485 

Word  of  God.  See  Scripture 

World,  vanity  of  it 

398,339 

Renounced  401.  defpifed 

*53 

No  compenfation  for  the  lofs  of  one  foul  401 
Worjhip,  private  3*9—33'* 

Family  333~ 337 

Public  338 — 397.  reverential  17,  26 

Opening  a  new  place  of  "  338,  340 

Pleafures  of  it  341,  343,  344.  346 


Excellency  of  it 

34* 

343 

Formal  worfhip  vain 

345 

Worthy  is  the  Lamb 

387 

479 

Y 

T  ar  crowned  with  goodnefa 

508 

You  b,  educated 

522 

523 

Encouraged  to  f?ek  the  Lord 

517- 

-521 

A  lovely  one  falling  fhort  of  heaven 

520 

z 

^Ztal  and  diligence 

393 

.    For  Chrilt" 

29  z 

for  the  houft  of  God 

34* 

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